So Wednesday was my first appointment at the Fracture Clinic to see the Surgeon, remove the stitches and the cast.
Well I never realized what a big suck I am. The night before I couldn't sleep at all. I kept thinking about removing the cast and the stitches. Was there going to be pain? Was he going to find something? Are the stitches healing? and so on, and so on ....
This is also the first time venturing out of the house without Bruno. Lisa is going to take me to the Hospital. Bruno is my rock, my strong pillar - there to catch me if I fall. I'm going to have to do this on my own - with help from Lisa of course - but its not the same.
Of course we managed, Lisa dropped me off at the door of the Hospital. No sooner had I hopped into the Lobby, there was a lovely man waiting there with a wheelchair for me - how nice.
Lily sits on my lap and we wheel down the hallway to the Clinic. Lily thinks this is great and 'whee' all the way down. We register at the Clinic and of course Lily has everyone smiling. The lady at Registration gives Lily her own bracelet. Again - how nice.
Nurse calls me in and we go to a exam room. I lie down on the bed and the Nurse cuts off the cast. Oh hallelujah!! It feels so good without the cast - free and cool! I venture a look at the stitches. Not that big - only about 4 inches. The pictures I saw on the internet had stitches half way up the calf. So the Nurse starts to remove the stitches - she says to tell her if I get light headed - here it comes. She tells me there are 6 stitches. A few tugs and snips and next thing I know she tells me she's done. Seriously! That's it? Nothing - what a suck I am.
Next the surgeon comes in - tells me that there was a lot of damage to the tendon and it was a good thing I had the surgergy. I should see a lot of improvement. Well that's good news - all this wasn't for nothing. He tells me a new cast will be put on - on a 90 degree angle - for another 2 weeks. Still non-weight bearing. Ugh! So he was there for 30 - maybe 45 seconds! Any questions - as he's walking out the door ....
Next the cast room - it's Jen - the same angel that replaced my cast when I was in the ER - she remembers my last visit. So the new cast is fibreglass - lighter than plaster - but it's still a cast for another 2 weeks. Jen asks if I can move foot upward and hold it. I'm a little worried, but I slowly move my foot upward. A little tightness around the skin area, but I did it. Jen asks if I can hold it in that position - Yup. She tells me that this is awesome that I can do this on my own. She tells me that my physio is going to be easy! From Jen's lips to God's Ears!. We have a very nice experience getting the new cast. Lily is keeping everyone smiling and Jen is super!
So home we go. I make it back into my bad without any falls or major incidents.
I thought I was doing well - I made it through the first 2 weeks - yeah. I was so looking forward to this first appointment to have the cast removed. Now I lie in bed and feel like I'm going to have a panic attack. Another 4 weeks with the cast? It's become so hot and itchy - I want to cry. I can't walk, my arms, shoulders and the palms of my hands are killing me. A lot of self-talk to control the flood of panic that is welling up inside me.
So let's take it 2 weeks at a time. I made past the first 2 weeks - Yeah! My next appt is May 9 - just before Mother's Day. Before I know it Mother's Day will be here and another 2 weeks will have passed. Yup 2 weeks at a time.
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