Quality Weenie

This Is Harder Than I Thought

It's done and over, I'm at home and getting use to these crutches is harder than I remembered.

I got to the hosptial yesterday at 6am (per their request), checked in and waited.

They brought me back for pre-op at 6:45am, asked about a hundred times which foot was being operated on, had at least half dozen signatures on my right foot showing that those that would be operating knew which foot was being operated on and stuck me with lots of needles.

They wheeled me into the operating room at 7:45am.

Now I have to tell you that my foot doctor, which is the bestest in the world, is also a teaching doctor. At any time in his office there has to be at least 15 interns.

In the operating room I counted at least 7 interns, a few nurses, anasetic people and my doctor. It was crowded to say that least.

The only thing I remember from the operating room was them putting something that stung like hell in my IV, which was the sleep stuff and the next thing I remember is waking up, don't remember falling to sleep at all. They just gave me something to make me sleep and froze my foot for the surgery, nothing to bad.

I got into post-op around 9:20am and they finished casting my foot up.

I was home by 11am.

The doctor talked to Mr Weenie after the surgery and he told him that good thing I had the surgery now because within another 6 months or so I would have been in so much pain I probably wouldn't be walking much. It was much worse then what the X-rays showed.

My foot was numb most of yesterday but is really starting to hurt today. They gave me Vicoden but it doesn't last very long, think I will stick to my Darvocet.

It has been a royal pain in the ass when it comes to doing things, I can't do much of anything because I have to use the crutches, no putting weight on it what so ever. Even going to the bathroom has been a pain. And of course, ladies you know that if ever there is a bad time to have your period it's always when you don't want it. I even started early (yesterday morning, just in time to leave for the hospital), wasn't suppose to come until Tuesday, so I am having to deal with that on top of everything. Gads.

The puppies are afraid of the crutches and Maggie is scared of my cast, she won't go near it.

I am going to shower tomorrow, so that should be an interesting feat.

So it's not to bad, and hopefully by the end of next week I will be an old pro at the crutches and able to handle things better.

Pictures of my ginormous cast ...

Posted by Quality Weenie at September 1, 2007 10:30 AM | TrackBack