The sun is shining and I got a breath of fresh air -- first time since surgery. I have actually just sat home for two weeks straight and gone no where at all. It was a journey.
The trip out of the house was for my first follow up with the doctor since the surgery on May 9. It's been interesting is the best I can say. I was told that i did keep it at a good condition, in terms that it didn't swell too much. Stitches look clean and weren't many to take out..? I questioned whether or not it all came out given the cut seemed longer. And it seems like the shape of the cut has a roundness to it, which if it really is that then I like it quite a bit I must say. As twisted as this is. The thread pulled out really wasn't much. But the bleeding from the cut, was more than I thought.
Now... I am able to start weight bearing. Except that I am gun shy from the route this injury has gone. And I am able to drive now too. Going back to the office seem not too far now. Having said that, it's still going to be some time before I do. They always want PT to start soon. But last time this injury was not so fortunate. And even the doctor said I could have gone and bought lottery with the slim slim slim chance of this happening. I was told that the bone graft has not yet solidified, and for that I would have to wait until the next visit - the six week mark. I am officially bionic.
Ahh... spring is finally here. It's beautiful out: the sun is bright in the clear blue sky with a good spring breeze as they rustle through the leaves of every tree, and through every blade of grass and weeds on the ground. The good old dandelions are out as well. I haven't seen as many pussy willows this year or the past year... but I must admit that of all weeds, they are indeed the ones I enjoy most.
I've returned to work post op, and it's been a long week and a half but fortunately from home. Of all things in life, with age I have come to appreciate good and kind people. It's not easy to work with the need to elevate my leg to prevent and stop the pain from continuing, but that in the grand scheme of things is minor in life. Elevating the leg above the heart is indeed a task and not the most comfortable position. At this juncture, I will do all that it takes to recover speedily and strongly.
From this experience and having been through a rough few years, I have come to appreciate my bosses for the past couple of years. Fortunately, God has blessed me with great bosses. While monetary is a necessity, but having flexibility is so rare in our society today. Working for them makes me understand and learnt to be ever so grateful for my life and job. More importantly enjoy what I do and begins to fill my life with passion. Often times we take things and people around us for granted, even stop making efforts to those we care for. Life is fast, short and on a one way forward track: stop and cease the moment - carpe diem!
My father was great with that, and I am ever so fortunate to have him as my father. Every day he showed me that we were his everything. All his energy devoted to us through cooking, helping us get around and much much much more than I can list here. He was always completely selfless. Remorsefully, I didn't show him enough of my appreciation and could have done more for him. After all, a selfless soul is extremely rare to find these days if not impossible. When he was around, everything was so easy and simple. After his passing, I began to see that all this easiness and simplicity was due to his own sacrifices and endless giving. Daddy stood such a tall man and never towering over or hovering over anyone, that's how I saw him. How proud I am to be his daughter. And that's exactly how I will remember him, he is my role model.
Well... surgery went well on Thursday, May 9th for this broken ankle that has been endless. From what I heard if was under two hours time. Originally, the doctor mentioned the placing of a plate, screws and bone graft. Successfully they didn't put a plate in, but three screws and bone graft as mentioned. I was woken up from the surgery while they were still bandaging me up. Then into the recovery room, I saw my mom and brother come in. Both had a look of relief from their worry of me going under and hoping that all would go well. Thank God, and my dad, that it all did.
What I was told was the doc said a min of 6 weeks I would be no weight-bearing on my left foot. Additionally, no toe moving too. Who would have thought that moving the toes would be such an ordeal. And home bound that is. But the stitches will be removed after two weeks. Then I shall see what was done and put into my ankle. The splint that it's currently in is quite the heavy thing, even though it does not fully wrap my whole leg. And it does come right up to two inches below my knee. I understand the need to hold the ankle in place, but the weight of it doesn't help much.
It's only been one week, and I feel cut off from the society. And the dreary weather of New York doesn't help the bone matters. Seems that going outside is just very cumbersome. Really no weight bearing is quite the task. On top of fighting our human natural reflexes. Not easy. Upon stitch removal, I am very curious to see how it looks, how long was the cut.... and how will it heal once the stitches are off. Of course, how are the screws placed in my fibula is more and more of a curious point. However, nowadays, keeping it elevated is key to prevent pain. Quite some pain. Except even keeping it elevated also means pain, just much lighter degree. Elevation also means lie down.
In another week or so, being able to see what it is may be a good thing... i think. Of course, only time will tell. Praying for a speedy and real full recovery without further damage ado!
So.. the surgery for my ankle was moved up to last Thursday, May 9. Very fortunate to have it moved up. At the same token, I had to cram everything in the 1.5 weeks time after being notified.
Surgery went fine, and the easy part is now over. Recovery started when I woke up from the surgery. The nerve block lasted for about 36 hours, from time of administration. And learning to not use weight on this leg at all was far more difficult than I thought. This is a good reason why I try to stay away from the pain killers, without feeling it, I wouldn't know if I am using that leg at all. However, sleep will be a time that I will use pain killer to rest. During the day, I will take when necessary. Having feeling is quite important.
Just this morning I didn't think i was applying weight on it, but i felt the screws inside my ankle and it hurt!! Damn, I felt it all and the instant feeling is how weak that bone is at the moment.
My mother is just enduring this whole thing now, whom I thank for and appreciate her help. Despite her own fatigue and helplessness as she is still grieving at the loss of my father, she has been doing her best to help out. As no parent in the right mind would want to see their child going through a surgical procedure of any sort. Rest and allowing it to recover well and smooth is the only focus I need to have now. Get healthy again and keep it. This broken ankle has taken so much of me and people close to me. To those all who stood by me to help and support me, I thank you.
Life is here now!
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