How to tell husband?
In between debating what I’d done to my foot, my squash partner discussing his past history, etc, we debated how to tell husband about the secret but possibly impossible skiing holiday. Go for tell him now - sympathy vote, overtaken by greater event, etc, vs wait until I get a prognosis! But I told him. Not all of it, its provisionally booked now.
All my doctors, physio, etc, laugh; I don’t ask about driving, walking, pain relief, I ask when/whether I can ski come mid March!
The recovery is slow and boring. Complicated by work hassles. Because I spend too much time sitting debating and sorting work problems, neglect to walk enough I now think. The hospital passed in a blur, scar, what scar, who cares, can I ski?
I honestly think the psychological effect is underestimated. No driving, no work, no walking, no sport, no drinking more than a little. Pain, worry, loss of independence. Have to learn to look after mood as much as leg. Risks - not eating well, its too much effort, not drinking enough, same reason, driving partner mad.
My physio doubtful about the skiing, actually at 8-9 weeks still weight-bearing with trolley I would be too… But surgeon says its hopeful. At least it was until yesterday when the previous day’s efforts at baby walking resulted in swelling and questionmark about damage. Need to see /speak to physio tomorrow. I wasn’t overdoing it, no pop or mammoth pain, but it is inflamed where it joins heel and has lost mobility. Ice helps and can walk using support and weight bear but very wary until its checked out.
Why do these things always happen just before the weekend?
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Wow, youve summed up the physcological aspect perfectly there, love the bit about “not eating well, its too much effort, not drinking enough, same reason, driving partner mad.” Without doubt Ive found the phycological aspect as hard as the physical, sometimes harder. Its got better, today is my 10 week (and I hate calling it this) “anniversary”, time is slow and cruel eh! Good luck with your recovery, I wish you all the best.
You are so right about the psychological bit- especially around the holidays when there is so much I want to be doing, but can’t! This, too, shall pass.
I agree you have summed it up perfectly………its exactly how i felt after the second rupture……i cried for 2 days straight hubby was really cross that i had done it again( like i meant to do it). Now im thinking of me im the one that’s injured and have the hard slog to go through to make my leg better and it is a hard slog its painful and it does screw with your brain. I still feel absolutely gutted that Ive done it again but im over blaming myself and am going to do everything to make a good recovery i think you have to be positive.