2 week follow up

It went.

I’m back in hell with a hard cast and my foot wrenched in an uncomfortable position. And I just found out the extent of my injuries and what they did. So I’m completely overwhelmed and have been very teary.

Basically at my two week follow up I had my staples taken out. Holy crap those hurt! Especially around the ankle area where the skin is really thin. Don’t let anyone tell you different. Stitches are not bad when they are removed. The bruising wasn’t horrible. Just mainly on the bottom of my foot. My leg and ankle look like a Frankenstein experiment (Gruesome pictures below).

More X-rays were taken and you can see the hardware. (Picture below). It is actually pretty interesting to see the screw for the reattached ligament and the tightrope that goes through the bone.

Asked the doctor A LOT of questions at this appointment too: Vitamins – take vitamin D. CBD – pointless. Still need to stay off the foot. Out of work for another 6 weeks. Yes, on the couch. Non- weight bearing still. Hard cast for at least another two weeks. I kept a running list of questions on my phone as they came up.

And oh I found out I can’t go travel to Jacksonville to watch everyone compete in the first Spartan race of the season, because it’s to dangerous. Basically the reason behind this is… you can’t have a cast on a plane because the swelling is an issue. I would have to take blood thinners to prevent blood clots for multiple days. But, if they cut the cast, then there is a chance that I would re-injury myself because I wouldn’t have the support of a cast. So basically, even though the doctor didn’t specifically say No… with reasons like this, it’s not worth the risk. My doctor is great in that way – he gives you reasons and explains everything.

There are just so many emotions that you go through, even just in a single day. Hearing negative news does not help with staying positive mentally. It’s incredibly hard to not get negative when you can’t do the things you love and know you won’t be able to do them for a long time. And then there is everyone else. Sometimes it feels like people just see the injury and how inconvienced they are by it… they forget I’m a person too. They think they are doing what’s best for me and making decisions for me. But, in all honestly being able to make decisions is one of the important things that I can do still. I feel like – let me make the decisions still. I feel like I don’t have much control over anything else.

Still in the why me phase… today especially.

One more week until my 4 week follow-up …