You’ve been warned… This post will be very long and contain, at the very least, discussion of my period, depression, and irrational fears.
So, first off, I’ve had my period since the day before surgery, and it’s finally over! Just a day shy of four weeks, it’s thankfully and wonderfully over! I even went to my GYN, who confirmed it was because of the blood thinners, then I was actually bleeding all the way through my cycle and had another normal period. Lucky me.
Not so TMI, but the crutches are now irritating the thumb that I sprained last spring, not to mention my hip and back are killing me. I have way more pain from those than I do in my heel.
My biggest issue right now is my depression. I’ve struggled with severe depression for my whole life, but I generally manage okay, at least when circumstances are as normal as possible. I’m one month post-op today and I feel like my life has completely fallen apart. I can’t cook, I can’t clean, I can barely shower on my own. I break down crying at least twice a day right now because I feel completely useless and my boyfriend is… well… a guy. He has his dissertation to write and workouts to do and a diet to follow, I can’t expect him to clean up after me and cook for me too. He probably would, I’m just tired of having to ask explicitly for everything. One of these days I’m going to take the boot off, strap on the iwalk and clean up the apartment, then sleep for the rest of the day.
The problem with falling into another depressive episode is that it kind of feeds off of itself. Now it takes me at least an hour to get out of bed, because getting out of bed and into the boot is exponentially harder than it was to just stumble out of bed with two working legs. It also puts me behind on homework which makes me feel like a complete failure. I can’t do enough yoga to make me feel better. I end up eating either complete crap or nothing because I can’t even carry a microwave dinner to the living room. Seriously, today I’ve eaten pretzels and cheese, a protein bar and a cup of coffee. The only good thing I can do for myself is take a bath but that is a pain and takes a lot of effort to get set up, so it’s rare too. I’m just so ready for it to be over, but being only a month in, I know I still have a long recovery ahead of me.
I also can’t get around easily right now because my car has been in the shop, being fixed from a hit-and-run 18 months ago. I thought this would be a great time to get it fixed, but I didn’t realize that the fix/waiting on the parts and insurance company would take three weeks. I hopefully get it back in the next couple days.
On top of all that fun stuff. I also find myself concerned about my incision and my circulation. The OS said I could shower with the boot off, but after he left the nurse told me to “not get it too wet”. What on earth does that mean? I’m not about to try and submerge it (at least not without a waterproof bandage - my vacocast is waterproof, you can bet that means I’m going swimming), but the OS said showering with it uncovered was okay. Nonetheless, I was able to shave and get all the dead, dyed-orange skin off the sole of my foot. It’s also hard to tell how healed my incision is between the marker that’s still there (and will likely be there for a very long time, given the “not too wet” thing) and the steri-strips covering 90% of it. Surprised those haven’t come off almost two weeks later, anyway. It’s been a month, it should be at least partially healed by now, shouldn’t it? Funny story, in the shower the last time I freaked out when I saw a dark streak under the top steri strip, until I got out of the shower and realized it was the same color as the marker, must have just started spreading from the water.
I also keep freaking out at the very normal swelling and redness in my foot and toes, because the way I knew about my DVT nine years ago was that my leg was swelling and changing color. Really, nothing is going to make that paranoia better except continually telling myself that it’s normal, it’s normal, it’s normal - that and doing calf pumps, compression socks, etc.
I think this rant and post is long enough by now… Tomorrow I’m going to leave the house, get a haircut and eyebrow wax, and maybe go dress shopping for the annual Kung Fu awards banquet that’s at the end of the month. I just need to find something that goes well with my crutches and boot ;-). I also have a KF private class which means a workout I can do, and I get to see my teacher and his wife, aka my best friends. I’m determined to make it a better day than today. Writing all this crap out helped. Thanks for following if you got this far.