My recovery from bunion surgery has been mostly unremarkable. It took longer to recover than I thought, but that’s not because the doctor didn’t warn me. I just chose to ignore everything he said about a time frame, and decided that I could heal faster than most. That attitude is one that I have had over the years, and it is usually a double-edged sword. It’s great to have a good attitude about healing, but not if you have a tendency to overdo.
Right before my sister’s illness, I was at home one night looking on the internet for ways to heal my foot faster. I know, that sounds nutty in retrospect, but that’s what I was doing. I read that you have to exercise the foot a certain way if you want to get full range of motion back. So I proceeded to exercise my foot as instructed. Of course, being me, I thought if I exercised it once, fifty times would work better.
That night, I had terrible shooting pains in my foot and ankle, and over the next few days, as it got worse, I thought I should probably call the doctor. That’s when I got the call about my sister and I was on a plane to Georgia.
I won’t go into the gory details, but my foot continued to deteriorate while I was in Georgia. When I got back, I made an appointment to see my doctor. Sure enough, I have a ruptured tendon that is going to require surgery to correct.
I can handle the surgery, but what I’m in a twit about is the fact that I will have a cast on my leg…AGAIN…for 4 weeks, then a boot…AGAIN…for another 4 weeks.
My karma’s not so great right now…ya think?