Monday, January 28, 2019

In a leg trap

I went to the doctor for another post-op appointment on Friday, and I'm not healing quite as fast as I could be, so he wasn't able to take the stitches out.    I have another appointment next Monday, hopefully he'll be able to take them out then.  It didn't help that I fell on the way out of the house and busted open the scab on the incision.  Hurt like a bitch, I was actually worried that I had torn some stitches loose.  He wants me to put more weight on my heel, so he put me into a walking boot. The MA who fit the boot gave me one that's really too big.  This thing is a monster, and weighs about a thousand pounds!

It really does make me more mobile, but it seriously hurts the entire time I'm walking in it.  It hurts enough that I'm worried about it not healing properly and hurting like that forever. I've still only used about half my pain meds, but I don't like taking them.  Tylenol is enough to keep the general pain down, but not enough to deal with the pain that comes from actually putting weight on the whole foot.  It's making me not move around much at all, now, but I'm wearing the boot like I'm supposed to be.

There's a really impressive bruise on the bottom of my foot:

And the boot is just plain uncomfortable. It's hot, heavy, bulky.  Makes me cranky.

Also cranky that my period is late. Due to Lexapro, surgery, stress?  Dunno. Will probably surprise me in the middle of the night and make a mess.

I'm just bitchy about the fact that it's only been two weeks since my surgery, and I still have 6 weeks to go.  Going to lose my mind.

Dinah the Maine Coon has become very, VERY clingy and has passed the status of Velcro cat into Superglue cat.  It's really nice to have her in my lap while I'm on the couch, but she wants to be directly in front of my face, and won't even stay off long enough for me to stand up.

Three weeks on Lexapro, and I feel like it's starting to help. Might just be the lack of having to go to work and being able to laze around.  But lazing around has been messing up my sleep schedule. I tend to fall asleep on the couch during the day.

Ok, Tylenol should have started working by now, hopefully I can get up and go do the dishes. I feel really guilty being home and not doing anything useful :(

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