Third week.
I still marvel at the fact there’s never been any pain associated with the operation. But everyone keeps telling me to wait until therapy. The cast applied last week is so much more comfortable but its angled sharper than the one applied at the hospital. So it’s taken me almost a week to accustom myself to the new angle without the top pressing on the front or back of my leg.
I’m getting antsy and want to do some jobs around the house. My wife has been wonderful during this time. She’s retired and even though she’s home all day we haven’t stressed each other out. Yet. For the first time in 20 years she’s been taking the trash to the curb on a regular basis. And bitching the whole time. Thinks she should receive some medal or daily acknowledgement for taking out the trash.
I still can’t get a real good night’s sleep. I keep tossing and turning in the bed. And when I use the chair downstairs it takes awhile to fall asleep. Walking up and down the stairs isn’t a problem, one step at a time. But I’m worrying that my inactivity is decreasing my stamina and little tasks like the stairs and other things will become difficult after the cast is removed. I think I’m spending too much time just sitting.
Taking a shower is still an ordeal. I’ll go into more explicit details at a later date. Let’s just say the Army could move a battalion in the time it takes to bath.
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