Unbelievable! When I cracked my toe open and started to fall on the concrete near my home, I was very frustrated and truthfully said the "d" word under my breath. Katie yelled "Oh no!". We had just been taking a walk down the street as I have done many times before when I toppled to the ground. I scraped my right arm trying to avoid the fall and landed on my butt. Tom called Tom's cell phone and they were able together to lift me up. Inside, I was hoping and praying that this would only be a bruise or minor problem. Not Again!
Since I didn't think it was an emergency, I waited until the morning to get xrays at a nearby clinic. Though the doctor had some concerns, he couldn't tell for sure there was a break so off I went. The next week and half I walked around gingerly avoiding my right side - and thinking I was being somewhat of a baby - exaggerating my symptoms. (The medical staff at the hospital were amazed that I walked on it that long and think I am "tough"). Sometimes painful: other times not.
When I decided to go back in to have it rechecked, I wasn't expecting anything. Right to the heart of it, my doctor said "it's broken". "Oh no, it won't require surgery will it?'. "Most likely yes.
Would you like to go in tonight or tomorrow?" Not fun!
Well I made it through surgery (tried to chicken out at the last minute but no go) again. Walker, wheelchair, elevated toilet seat, shower bench.. All too familiar.
A supportive husband and friends. Also familiar. Some meals and visits from church people and friends ( I told a couple of ladies today that it helps to move around and have members from different churches provide the meals:)).
Today I made it to church and surprised some people. Did that 9 years ago after leg surgery Hopefully THIS is the last one. Thought of the infamous Nancy Kerrigan cry:) but really don't feel that way. I also remembered this morning the hurry to work through and get that first wonderful shower in. 9 years ago, my Dad and step Mother came with strawberries and hard rolls the morning after I returned to Wisconsin. It's a bit of work to get ready but I made it. Thankfully, I have had some experience with pivoting, transitioning to various sleeping, sitting and standing positions - one foot down only.
We will get through this once again. We do have a nice set up in this house to handle some of the inconveniences. Will work at some of the other adjustments and get out of here regularly since I really need the socializing. I still think there are a lot of things worse than physical issues. Deja vu?
