(This was supposed to publish last night. I guess my in my drug-induced state, I screwed up. So pretend it’s yesterday.)
I’ve decided doctor’s lie.
You might be a “little uncomfortable”.
Translated accurately, “You will be in pain.”
They don’t lie on purpose. I mean would you want them to tell you in advance how bad the pain will be?
I knew better anyway. This is foot surgery number five and this time it involved inserting an implant which means shoving a foreign piece of metal into a space for which it wasn’t intended. If you want to see what they did to my poor foot go here but be forewarned, it might make you a little queasy.
And then there was the cutting into the tendon to loosen it up.
So you can see where I might be “a little uncomfortable”.
Oh, well, I have pain meds if it get’s too bad.
I told the doc ahead of time that I wasn’t going to believe a word he said anyway because it’s my fifth time around. Duh!!!
I know what he means when he says, “One week non weight-bearing” will be at least two weeks.
But we rented this little scooter which is a life saver. Monday I’ll tell you about me and crutches.
“Two more weeks in the brace” will be four weeks.
“Four weeks and you’ll be in shoes.”
Well, you do the math. As I’ve said, been there, done that.
Anyway, I know in a few months when I’m no longer limping this will be worth it all.
God bless and I hope YOU have a good day.
(p.s. I have a great doctor. Hasn’t steered me wrong yet. Would recommend him to anyone.)
(p.s. 2 Hubby and I are watching “Saving Private Ryan”. Sure helps me keep a healthy perspective. Our freedoms have been bought at such a price.)