March 8: General update
Well, the week of hell is over. Fortunately, I didn't have to go in last Monday, which meant no coping with the worst of the snow and the aircast. The week was also complicated by it being my 'lecture season' and the laptop having Vista and all of my presentations having been done on one of the previous powerpoint incarnations. I'm having to re-do all of them, which is just time consuming and incredibly irritating. So, it was an unpleasant week. In the long-range scheme of things, however, bearable. Although that is easier to say after it's over!
I saw the podiatrist on Wednesday and he is happy with the progress. NO SURGERY. Apparently these bone blisters would have formed by now. There is more blood in the joint because of the coumadin, but otherwise it's a healing bad sprain. I'm able to bear weight on it now, which makes it much easier for standing at the sink in the bathroom or taking a shower. Wheeling around on the chair in the house if the aircast isn't on. The plan will be to take cane with me on the trip, which if nothing else will get me sympathy and help. I don't look like a cardiac patient, so this will probably help with getting around from a couple angles.
As of this past Friday it is only four weeks until I leave on my trip--WooHoo!! No, not canceling. Even if I can do less it is still such a milestone and means so much on many different levels. And I'm reminding myself that I can plan on a trip like this every two years or so, which means that not everything needs to be seen and experienced on this trip. Border's actually had a map of the area in England that I want to go: Bath and environs, which just makes it so much more real to be planning where I can go and the things to see. History and mystical places--the BEST combo!
Anyone who has had an injury like this will understand that even with doing better it still saps your strength and takes extra time to accomplish things, so I'm behind on quite a few different areas. Thankfully Kim & Rick came over again, Kim did laundry, changing the bed and cleaning while Rick drove around and helped me with errands. The college kids are on spring break now, so they won't be around for the next week and a half. And now it's time to get going with taxes, as well as looking into finally getting a digital camera and learning how to use it. There is more chest pain because of using the quad-cane and pulling myself around with my arms.
In another couple months I'm going to be doing a presentation on death and spirituality at my Fellowship. So this will mean trying to get the things floating around in my brain into something cohesive. One of the things that has come up already with this latest set-back is this: Is it really lucky when something worse doesn't happen? It's gotten a little irritating hearing from several people "Oh, you're so lucky it wasn't any worse!" Yes, I'm fully aware that it could have been catastrophic--I saw every variation of worst-case-scenario during 25 years of EMS. But I'm thinking 'lucky' would have been one of two things: misplacing my foot and not falling or falling and not hurting myself at all. Yes, there is perspective: lots of people have it way worse. But I'm not coping as one of them right now and I'm just plain sick of things being more difficult than they need to be. Whaa.
On that whining note I will sign off and get some sleep before another busy week. Thanks for checking, Laurie
I saw the podiatrist on Wednesday and he is happy with the progress. NO SURGERY. Apparently these bone blisters would have formed by now. There is more blood in the joint because of the coumadin, but otherwise it's a healing bad sprain. I'm able to bear weight on it now, which makes it much easier for standing at the sink in the bathroom or taking a shower. Wheeling around on the chair in the house if the aircast isn't on. The plan will be to take cane with me on the trip, which if nothing else will get me sympathy and help. I don't look like a cardiac patient, so this will probably help with getting around from a couple angles.
As of this past Friday it is only four weeks until I leave on my trip--WooHoo!! No, not canceling. Even if I can do less it is still such a milestone and means so much on many different levels. And I'm reminding myself that I can plan on a trip like this every two years or so, which means that not everything needs to be seen and experienced on this trip. Border's actually had a map of the area in England that I want to go: Bath and environs, which just makes it so much more real to be planning where I can go and the things to see. History and mystical places--the BEST combo!
Anyone who has had an injury like this will understand that even with doing better it still saps your strength and takes extra time to accomplish things, so I'm behind on quite a few different areas. Thankfully Kim & Rick came over again, Kim did laundry, changing the bed and cleaning while Rick drove around and helped me with errands. The college kids are on spring break now, so they won't be around for the next week and a half. And now it's time to get going with taxes, as well as looking into finally getting a digital camera and learning how to use it. There is more chest pain because of using the quad-cane and pulling myself around with my arms.
In another couple months I'm going to be doing a presentation on death and spirituality at my Fellowship. So this will mean trying to get the things floating around in my brain into something cohesive. One of the things that has come up already with this latest set-back is this: Is it really lucky when something worse doesn't happen? It's gotten a little irritating hearing from several people "Oh, you're so lucky it wasn't any worse!" Yes, I'm fully aware that it could have been catastrophic--I saw every variation of worst-case-scenario during 25 years of EMS. But I'm thinking 'lucky' would have been one of two things: misplacing my foot and not falling or falling and not hurting myself at all. Yes, there is perspective: lots of people have it way worse. But I'm not coping as one of them right now and I'm just plain sick of things being more difficult than they need to be. Whaa.
On that whining note I will sign off and get some sleep before another busy week. Thanks for checking, Laurie
posted by Laurie @ 10:25 PM
1 Comments:
At 8:24 PM,
Katie said…
We've been thinking about you. Once we get through this colic with MJ we will have more time to talk. Love ya!
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