2 week post op update

I passed the two week point with flying colors. All 3 incisions in my foot are healing the way they should. I thought the stitches would be removed today, but instead it was decided they needed to stay another two weeks. I was given a print of the x-rays which showed 2 screws in my heel. I didn’t even know I was getting screws. But now that I think about it, the surgeon did move my heel further right so I guess it has to attach to something so I guess I’m screwed.

The hardest part of the day was choosing the cast color. Do I go with green for my Ohio Bobcats, blue to match most of my shoes, or pink for breast cancer awareness month? I kept it simple and sensible. The basic black so as not to show the dirt however  I get a new one on November 1^st so who knows what might be next. 

I will admit it’s  been a little humiliating and eye opening during these first two weeks. It’s only temporary but losing your independence and having to rely on my daughter and son in law for my ordinary needs has been both humbling and inspiring. I have enjoyed some accomplishments in my professional and personal life but the morning I figured out how to dress myself, cutting one of the last ties to those taking care of me, for a moment put any other achievements behind me. I am motivated by the loss of weight since surgery and the changes in my diet, thanks to my daughters.

You might remember the adventure it took for me to just get in the house the day after surgery. Since then, I have knocked minutes off my time. I now bound steps…with knee pads, crawl on said knee pads across the kitchen floor, slide on my butt out the door and down three steps to my waiting scooter. My 19-month-old Grandson Gavin, who just started walking, seems a bit confused as if to say this is what I have to look forward to?

It’s amazing what we take for granted, the simple things like getting up and sitting down, how we move around or negotiate obstacles so easily.  I know this is just a bump in the road for me compared to those who have much longer recoveries from life threatening illnesses and injuries but it has opened my eyes to the gifts we have been given.

Stop to celebrate the big and not so big moments in your lives because no matter the significance, never take for granted things and events that bring happiness to you and those you touch. It’s been a bizarre week in so many ways, we all need a dose of happiness and a dash of laughter this weekend. Cheers!