Day 6 of how many?
Sunday, August 02, 2015
Today is the 6th day of wearing this boot and not being able to do much of anything for myself. It's so incredibly hard to be completely aware and alert but unable to do simple things like empty the dishwasher or get the mail.
I have physical therapy tomorrow to help me manipulate the crutches; although almost every time I move it's to get something or put something away and I'm not sure how you do that with both hands full. Tuesday is my pre-op physical and Friday is the surgery. But then what? I'm told it will take 3 weeks for the incision to heal but how many weeks after that before I can walk again?
Yesterday my youngest daughter came over to visit and make us dinner. She and her boyfriend are coming back today to make lunch. I appreciate the assistance as well as the company - makes the day move a bit faster. My youngest son also came by yesterday to check in.
My husband has been amazing about taking care of things like watering the pots and taking out the compost - and he's now the designated shopper. I haven't been out of the house at all since Tuesday except to sit outside in the afternoons with Daisy, my loyal and faithful dog. She's finally agreed to go outside with her dad and that's a big step for her - but she always runs back inside to check on me before she gets her treat! Even my cat Sheba has been hovering, trying to figure out what this scary thing is on my leg.
I know I'm lucky to have had this fracture diagnosed before it got any worse and I am grateful for such caring physicians to make sure I am healed and ready to move again. But it is so difficult to go from the person who does everything for everyone to the person who can't do ANYTHING, and has to depend on others for even the smallest things. And although my husband has been great - he really knows how to step up when he has to - I can tell that it's getting old and wearing him out.
There's another challenge when you can't get around much - you notice every single bit of hair on the carpet and every piece of dust on the floor. Normally I don't care all that much - I clean my house ever other week or so; but now that all I can do is sit around and look at it all it's making me crazy! I'm sure my husband will clean - at least all the rooms except the bathroom; but I'm trying to hold off as long as possible. He does still have a life of his own!
Thank you Spark People for giving me a place to fuss a bit. My challenge is to find a way to make this into a positive experience. I'm not there yet, but I guess I have a few more weeks to work on it!
Happy Sunday everyone, and Happy August!