Learning to get around

Thanks for your comments. I hate to say how much I look forward to logging in to see if anyone has read what I’ve written. I know this site has helped me understand a lot of what happened and hopefully what is going to be happening. It is nice to hear from people sharing the same experience.

Yesterday was the first day I ventured out; short of coming and going back and forth to the office. My daughter needed to get her license renewed so we headed off to the county courthouse. It wasn’t so bad. At least I have a conversation piece while waiting in line. She did make one comment about me being so slow, like I would be able to keep up with a 17 year old with two good legs.

I was pretty beat when I got home but wanted to get some groceries because we are having a few friends over for the new year. Should I venture out that much yet? It isn’t that I feel bad, I am just sorta waiting for the next shoe to drop. (No pun intended) I knew that Walmart had wheelchairs. So my husband and I made a date. He asked if I thought I needed a chair, I told him I didn’t think I would be able to get around well without it. Sometimes I think he doesn’t like the idea of me being temporarily slowed up. He is good about driving me around but that is the extent of his expertise when it comes to helping take care of me. He’ll do what I want if I ask him to, but being fairly independent, I don’t like to ask for things either. So I end up dragging my wheely cart all over to do something that would have taken less than half the time for him to just do it. Regardless, he helped me into the store and they didn’t have a wheelchair, only the battery operated machines. I wasn’t too hip on using one of them, but when I found out what little power they actually had, I didn’t think I would be able to kill anyone with it. That’s when I realized how inconsiderate people are. They kept walking in front of me. Hello…. I’ve never driven one of these before people. I made a mental note to never do that to anyone again once I’m up and going.

My husband isn’t much for shopping on a good day and of course there was something on my list from every corner of the store. I was beginning to wonder if the battery was going to make it for my entire list. I picked up a hair color to help wash the grey out of my hair. Being 37 and using a walker tends to make me feel old. I don’t want to look any older than necessary. To add to my list of things that make me feel old, I bought two skeins of yarn and a crochet hook. My husband asked what I was doing. I told him that I thought it was a good idea to find something to keep my hands busy. I’ve been shopping on ebay quite a bit and perhaps this would help. He didn’t mind at all that I bought yarn and a crochet hook. :)

We got our groceries and headed back home. I was beat from doing very little. My husband and son put the groceries away. I laid with my leg up HIGH. My toes still looked good, but I could tell I had swelling in my splint. I mentioned something about maybe not trying to go back to the office for 1/2 day today. My husband said he liked seeing me get up and go to work, even if it was only 1/2 day. Well then by all means, I’ll give it a try. He is gently pushing, which I’m sure isn’t a bad thing. If only I was sure how far to go.

This morning when I woke up I didn’t have a lot of ambition. I muttered something about not wanting to get up but I forgot to do timesheets and knew accounting wouldn’t be happy, especially since it was the last day of the year. I cleaned myself up, washed my hair, and continued on. I bought a hose with a shower head on it for the laundry tub so it’s easier to wash my hair now. Getting ready wasn’t as easy as Monday was. My leg felt like it was made of brick.  But I still beat most of the employees to the office.

I only stayed until noon. I could have probably stayed all day but I don’t want to over do it. I got my surgery summary. Sounds like there was massive scar tissue and when it was all remove they were short 2-3 cm when they hyper extended my foot. There are a lot of big words in it. I need to look some of them up to completely understand. I need to investigate the VY method. I did see they used some kind of wire stitches and they stapled me shut. Funny, shortly after reading it, I swear I could feel one of them.

 

Published in: on December 31, 2008 at 3:42 pm Comments (4)
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Back for a little while

Only one week ago today I was going in for surgery. Seems like forever ago.

I couldn’t help it. I was going insane. I decided to try going back to work for 1/2 days. Yesterday was great. I loved getting out, the weather was good. By noon I was ready to be back on the couch for a while. I had a very hard time concentrating on things and had to re-read my emails because there were a ton of spelling errors.

I went back again for 1/2 day today. I got a few things accomplished that I wanted to do. When I got up to go to the fax machine I got really light headed. Sat back down at my desk, stuck my foot up in the air, and leaned back in my chair for about 10 minutes. I took 2 extra strength Tylenol without eating this morning so that is what I’m blaming it on. The good thing is that when I get home I appreciate the down time.

I did notice that my calf seems a little more aggrevated than it has in the past. Last night when I went to bed it felt like it needed to be liberated. I had to do some deep breathing to stop myself from throwing off the covers and ripping the splint off. I called the Dr. office today and asked for the surgery summary. I would just like to know if I have stitches or staples. I haven’t gotten to see the surgeon and won’t until next week.

 

Published in: on December 30, 2008 at 1:44 pm Comments (1)

Restless

I have noticed that I don’t feel “normal” yet. I have terrible heartburn or something and am restless. I think what is truly driving me insane is I normally don’t have time to do some of the things around the house. Now I’m home, I see what needs to be done, just no energy or drive to do anything about it. Of course then I think everyone around me needs to stop what they are doing to take care of it, even though it has probably been that way for a long time. It is amazing how many cobwebs you see when “resting” on your back.

Published in: on December 28, 2008 at 6:21 pm Comments (0)

My 1st Surgery

Everything was moving extremely fast. I had to make sure I could take time off from work to get the surgery done. It so happened that it was a slower time. The surgeon wasn’t exact on timelines. He continued to say it would depend on what he found when he got in there. His nurse however kept repeating it was going to be a long painful recovery, up to a year.

I headed back to my family Dr. for my pre-op physical. I asked what the worst case would be. It sounded like it couldn’t get much worse that what I was currently experiencing. Still since this was my first surgery, I was extremely nervous. I searched the web for information. Unfortunately, I didn’t find this site until today. It may have helped me prepare some.

On December 23rd I headed in for surgery. When I woke up, I wasn’t doing so well. I remained dizzy. Like I had waaaaaaay too much to drink and was having bed spins. This lasted longer than they liked and ended up keeping me overnight. Of course I was in a splint from the surgery so I could not apply any weight to my left foot. Try using crutches when you are dizzy, not very easy. I was released at 6:00 a.m. Christmas Eve Morning.

They sent me home with a prescription for Hydrocod. I took them out of fear of how much it would hurt if I didn’t. I spend Christmas Eve alone at home while my husband and kids went to my mother’s house to celebrate Christmas. I’m blaming the drugs, but I flipped out when he wasn’t home by 9:00 p.m. We went to bed and I decided I wasn’t going to take any more of that medication.

I think I’ve been extremely lucky because I haven’t experienced much pain as of yet and little to no swelling. I was taking Extra Strength Tylenol but haven’t had any of that today.

I knew from my last experience with crutches that it was not a good option. Our local pharmacy rents Roll-a-bouts for 25.00 a month so on our way home we picked one up. I think that’s been the thing that has saved me.

We put an addition on the house about 10 years ago. At the time I tried to plan ahead and make an entry into the house on ground level, wider doors for wheelchairs, laundry on the first floor, etc. I am really glad I did now.

My follow up appointment with the surgeon is January 7th. I’m already going stir crazy in the house. I made myself a deal. If I can get caught up on the bookwork I’m behind on then I can go back to work.

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Oh What a Night!

My achilles adventure begins on March 15, 2008. One of the funnest nights of my life. I was celebrating two friends getting married and while I was wondering if I would make it to the end of the Cotton Eyed Joe, I had an incredible pain. I whipped around to see who had the nerve to kick me with steel toed work boots. Needless to say after that my ankle swelled to about two sizes. It forced me to slow down but the alcohol helped the pain. The following Monday I went to the Dr. He said I tore my achilles tendon and put me on non-weight bearing crutches. After two days of that, I went back to my regular family Dr. I let her know that while my ankle hurt, I was in more pain with my arms and chest from the stupid crutches. She again said it was a partial tear and suggested physical therapy. I attended physical therapy for about three months, still not able to use the ball of my foot. During the process I heard a couple of pops when I would try to lift myself to my toes. Finally, I accepted the fact I was going to walk funny.

We had a couple of other health issues this year so on December 15th, I went back to the Dr. I told her I was sure it was all in my head and I was being protective. She agreed, but said it probably wouldn’t hurt to have an MRI done. December 17th I went to Dubuque for my MRI. My Dr. called on the 19th to let me know my achilles tendon was only partially connected and she recommended surgery.

Since my deductible was already met for the year, I was in a mad hurry to try to fit it in this year yet. I was able to get into an Orthopeadic surgeon on December 19th. He agreed it was partially connected, only by about 10%. He wanted to know why it took 9 months to discover it was this bad. He said there were only a few strands and scar tissue that was holding my tendon connected. So again I asked, is there any way I can have surgery before the end of the year. He had one opening available, December 23rd. Hang on. Here we go.

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