WARNING!!!
The below pictures are pretty rough. Definitely not for the queasy stomach, but I've had a few people tell me they were "excited" to see pictures from today's doctor's visit.
Thanks to my loving husband, I get to provide a visual to all of my "loyal" readers. The visit went really well today. I did get to see the incision, which is actually a lot worse that I had imagined. The past few days I've realized it had to be bigger than they originally told me because it has been hurting around my ankle and I thought the incision would only be along the side of my foot. In my head I was picturing about a 2 inch incision if even that much, but today I saw that it's MUCH bigger. oh well. There goes my career as a foot model.
Side Note: Actually, my good friend K. Lawson told me about a year ago that I had freaky long toes, so I knew that foot modeling was out of the question
Anyway, back on topic...
So everything is healing nicely. They took another x-ray, the doctor shows me the pictures and says, "well the bone is gone!" As if they thought there might be a chance they didn't get it??!! Strange if you ask me. I wanted to asked, "wasn't that the point of this whole operation thingy??" ha ha
So even though my foot was swollen up like a water balloon, they said it was ok. They put me in a new cast which feels 1,000 times better as it's not hitting directly on my incision and is much more comfortable. Ugly. But comfortable.
I go back to the doctor next Wednesday to have the stitches removed, but they told me that I will be on crutches in a boot of some type for at least another 2 weeks AFTER that. Fun.
I am getting better at the stairs in our apartment, but it's still pretty scary and Brent's still right there with me the entire time. Oh and we did get a permit to get a handicapped tag for our car which Brent is pretty excited about.
So...here they come...are you ready for some nasty "Halloween-ie" pictures as Brent calls them?
Here's my battle wound.....
And no, that's not hair on my foot, that's fuzz from the cotton that was wrapped around my leg underneath all my bandages. It was stuck to my leg.
2 comments:
Thanks for the forewarning. I am not one to have a weak stomach, but even that made me a little queasy. Thanks also for the clarification on the leg fuzz. I am not one to judge because I do grow my own fur boots for the wintertime, but I was beginning to wonder if you had also given in and Boo I think it is time to apply as a Wal-Mart greeter. You have graduated. You have now mastered the Wal-Mart version of the hove-a-round and have a handicap tag. Buy a girdle and start using Polident and Depends and you are all in.
WHOA! I have to agree those do look like Frankenstein's scars. Even after the "warning" on the page, I still don't think I was expecting to see how big the incision was... poor lil sis.
Hey good news though, you might not have a career in foot modeling, but you can hand model... you have pretty hands!!!
Post a Comment