There is light at the end of the tunnel! The so, so dark tunnel. Friday I have my 2nd operation. Friday the big screw comes out. If I havent’ said so enough… I broke my ankle (Pride before Fall). I have 9 screws, and 1 plate. I have been stuck in bed for most of the last six weeks. And that is coming to an end!
WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!
While pain is terrible, and not being able to step on my right foot, at all, is terrible, being stuck in bed with my foot up due to swelling is the worst. I’m going cuckoo-for-cocoa-puffs. That swelling is finally going down with some major compression & quark.
I know that quark is just now making an appearance in the states. It’s been a staple here in Germany (and Holland) all my life. It’s kind of a yogurt-like cheese. I dunno how to explain it. But. I’m not eating it, I’m wearing it!
My physio therapist recommend I put quark on my foot for 1 hour, every other day. Because. It would magically cure the swelling. Honestly? I thought she was cuckoo-for-cocoa-puffs, but it turns out she’s not. Between the sexy new compression stocking & the quark… my swelling is almost gone! Not completely. Not totally. And my foot is still a delicious shade of deep purple. But. 1,000 times better & less swollen. There is hope!
I saw the trauma surgeon yesterday, and for the first time Herr Dr. Grumpy Axel smiled and was happy with me. He was happy with the minor swelling. He was happy with my range of motion. He was very happy with my bones. Exactly six weeks to the day he’s taking out the big screw.
You know the one. The one that I can see poking out under my skin. The one I can feel. The one holding my tibia in place while my ligaments & tendons heal. The one that’s preventing me from taking a single step. That one. It is coming out!
WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!
I elected for awake surgery. I can’t sleep already. I keep imagining the sound of the drill pulling the screw out of my bones. Out of my leg. It’s giving me the heebie-jeebies! And I can’t stop thinking about it. The worst part? He won’t let me watch. Here I’ll be awake, and blocked from watching the surgery. The drill.
Herr Dr. Grumpy Axel is no fun.
Oh my, you’ve had it rough! I assume by “awake” surgery you mean a nerve block. You will not feel a thing after the block. I think I would ask for “conscious sedation” as anesthesia (IV drug), if they do that in Germany. With that you are awake but don’t remember anything–that would take care of the sounds you are dreading. Whatever, I wish you the best and will certainly be thinking about you on Friday. Prayers for your complete healing!
Yay for getting that screw out! I love the photo of you & the cat – our animals are wonderful, aren’t they? Heal well!
Wishing you the very best and speedy healing. Glad the cat is taking good care of you. 🙂
Prayers for healing and successful screw removal!
I pray for you. . .may the Lord Lay His healing hands on you. This past Winter, from October 2017 through this date in September, my husband was hospitalized 8 times, he had 8 blood transfusions and 8 iron transfusions. He had A-Fib, Congestive Heart Failure, Kidney Failure, Type 2 Diabetes and our Primary Care Physician wanted to pull in Hospice Care. . .end of life care. I said NO WAY. I contacted our Cardiac Doctor and got my husband transported to a hospital 100 miles away. My husband had surgery for a bleeding ulcer and many tests done at that hospital. Since February 2018, he has had two operations to put in a temporary fistula for dialysis, and he has been on dialysis. . .he is still here with us. . .undergoing extensive care for dialysis and temporary ports in his chest and three operations for the permanent fistula. He has gone through so much. . .but, he remains positive and we both thank the Lord for good, caring doctors, the prayers and support of friends. . . .life is what happens while we are busy making plans. Never, ever give up. . .trust in the Lord. . .live each day to the fullest. . .we are here for a short time. . .make the best of it.
Prayers for you. . .always and forever. Never give up. . .never! We both send prayers to you. . .our fur-babies always know what we are going through and are always there for us. Prayers that all goes well for you. . .and that you have wonderful, loving, meaningful, glorious days ahead of you. Hugs from this old gal in Oregon. . .
Thank you Teri. It means the world to me that people I never met care & hold my close in their prayers. I too will pray for your husband, that He may ease his suffering and hold him close.
so sorry to hear about this Toiny … sounds like you’re moving along in the right direction … best wishes