Category: Medical

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Brave Girl

Once upon a time, there was this cute girl who played soccer. She play so much soccer that one day, she totally tore her ACL.

Fast forward and here we are. She was called in much sooner than expected,  for repair surgery because someone else canceled and she got their spot. Brave girl, Lil!

Back at home now, she is loving fruit smoothies and sitting back in the recliner…exactly like she’s supposed to.

And her mom’s a pro at adjusting her brace…

and unwrapping…

and unwrapping…

and unwrapping her leg…

to see what a good job the doctor did! And what a great job Lily is doing too. Not much bruising, so far.

She’s even mastering crutches like a pro….something I never did figure out. 

We’re so proud of you honey!! Rest and keep healing. We love you!

 

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Itchy Toes

The clock is ticking on this creepy cast. It will be 10 weeks of this dreadful thing on the 19th of this month!! Can I just say Hallelujah?!!!

When you don’t have the ability to scratch your foot for MONTHS on end, you get very, very….*ahem* creative with solutions to a wild itch.

I was absolutely told specifically, NOT to try to scratch my foot with a hanger.  But I absolutely told them specifically not to make it so tight around my toes. So there you go.

Looks like nobody is minding anybody around here.

Tick….tick….tick….

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Total Foot Re-do

Can I just say…OW?!!

Fifteen years ago, I dropped a bookshelf on my foot and crushed it. Being an uninsured, single mom, I had no way of getting it fixed at the time. Sooooo–over the years, having a misshapen, smashed foot made me walk funny, which ended up wrecking both my knees. I had the first knee replaced in April, the second one in June.

Well, last Thursday, the medical folks reconstructed my whole left foot. The doctor told Rhen that he ended up doing seven different surgeries on that poor foot in five hours.

He said he took off my heel and screwed it back on, pinned my big toe back together, replaced the tendon in my arch, lengthened my calf muscle and fused my ankle.

Gross. Some things you just don’t want to know–right? Yuck.

Well, we left the next day.  I’m at my daughter’s house now for a week learning how to hop on one foot. Non-weight bearing cast for 6 weeks and a boot after that. Doc swears I’ll love my life in about a year. I can only wonder what that means.

Yeah, my foot hurts but I’m trying to be a sturdy mountain woman, using my oils and whatever concoctions my sweet daughter gives me. Haha–so far, it’s working.

My kids are taking good care of me.