First Post-Op Appointment/Day 8

Went in today without knowing what to expect.  I had been elevating and icing and doing all the protocols as suggested.  The P.A. cut off my wrap/splint and everything looked good…good healing, very little swelling, no pain.  She said maybe I’ll go into the boot.  That got me excited after all the talk around here of casts and such.  The doctor took out the stitches (I have about a two inch incision as promised) and said things indeed looked good.  Then the moment of truth…he put me back into my pre-op boot.  No casts, no more wrapping.  Just the good ol’ boot.

I’m still NWB but will begin PT next week and should expect to start PWB.  My follow-up appointment is in four weeks and I might lose the crutches by then.  I hope at least.  He said my leg spasms will end once PT starts.  I have to say, they have been real funky…crazy dreams that all end with me tripping over someone’s leg, kicking a cat (by accident) or trying to stop a car Fred Flinstone-style.  And I can’t tell if that searing pain that rocketed me awake was half-imagined and/or psychosomatic.  I just want ‘em to stop.

Regarding the boot, I still have to wear it to bed at least until my PT suggests otherwise.   And, of course, keep it elevated for a couple of more weeks.  I was given a supply of bandages to cover the surgical site until it heals over.  There is a chance of infection from the friction of the boot unless protected.

After the appointment, I went to the deli and got me a big, fat turkey sandwich.  It was great to get out and about on my own.  Btw, I drove my girlfriend’s car to the appointment as mine is a stick.

Hope everyone else is progressing well.  It really is true…the first week is the worst.   And here is the motivating thought of the week (that I stole from an ESPN story I just read (and they stole from someone else I’m sure)):  “You can get better or you can be bitter, but you can’t be both.”

Get better, folks!

Day 2

Day 2 and all’s well.  Except for that gauze wrapped thing at the end of my leg.  According to my surgeon, everything went perfectly.  I am keeping the foot elevated and iced.  Surprisingly very little pain.  Even when I get up, there is the rush of blood but not too uncomfortable.

The surgery went fast.  I brought a newspaper but never had a chance to even skim the sports section.  Went right from admissions to my boxer shorts to having my leg shaved to lights out.  Then I woke up.  Although the entire procedure was fast, it never felt rushed.

Took it easy on Day 1.  Then, missed having my mid-morning coffee and re-learned my way around the kitchen today.  Maybe this won’t be so bad.  I hope, at least.  The good thing was that I had a few days of practice with the crutches before the surgery.  And some great tips using them from this site (wingnuts facing back, good foot to heaven…bad foot to hell, etc.).

Just wanted to thank everyone for their kindness and support…it’s truly helped.  And I can’t tell you how reassuring it is to know that there is a community to ask questions that people can answer first-hand.

Thanks, y’all.

Obligatory foot shot. With a fruit arrangement on the side.

Hello world!

Hello, y’all!  Not exactly thrilled to join the club but it sure is nice to know that this seems to be a fantastic community.  And, obviously, a big thanks to Dennis for creating this world.

My injury?  Almost exactly (to the game of the night) as Dennis.  Monday, April 2,  Los Angeles.  Playing basketball in an indoor gym.  Having a great night, even stretched my calves and Achilles in warm-ups.  Fourth game after sitting one out.  I was back-pedaling and stopped to defend a shot when…that dreaded POP in my left heel.  I knew right then and there what my next 4-6 months were going to be.  It’s really uncanny how accurate all the descriptions are of this injury.  And the worst part?  My friend still went up with the shot…and made it!  At least he didn’t tell me that for two days.

I could walk (carefully) and, strangely, had no pain.  I knew something was wrong and took care to step lightly.  I did an aggressive treatment of R.I.C.E. and arranged for an appoint with an ortho on Wednesday.

At my appointment, I knew the diagnosis was confirmed when I saw the nurse’s face after I unwrapped my bandage.  The surgeon did the Thompson test for my girlfriend’s benefit.

The good news is that because of the effective R.I.C.E. treatment, I had very little swelling and there was an opening at the surgery clinic the following Monday.  So, it’s go for my surgery on Cinco de Mayo.  Sadly, no cervezas for me this year.  The surgery is out-patient.  Arrive at 10:45AM, incise at noon and out the door by 3:00PM.  Works for me.

The bad news is that I am uninsured.  Or, as known in the industry as a “cash patient” or SPA (self-paying account).  I guess one way to look at it is that this is injury is one of the cheapest surgeries!

However, the good news is that I am getting the same exact treatment (maybe better if my insurance stunk) than if I had insurance.  I have discovered that I lucked out with a highly-regarded surgeon and his staff rocks.  His procedure is an aggressive approach with early weight-bearing.

And to finish this hello world, I am 41 and a writer in the film industry.  I’ve been told that I am a text-book case…good shape, no previous history of anything, simple rupture on the bottom and no need for post-op mobility since I work at home.  And since this is my left foot, I can borrow my girlfriend’s car and drive (my damn car is a stick).  I am positive about the operation and look forward to all the ice cream I can eat afterwards.  Or wait…is that for tonsils?

In any case, thanks for reading and look forward to this newfound family.  Hope you all have speedy recoveries.