Tomorrow I go back to the orthopedic clinic and meet with my surgeon. I am hoping I get good news and can start adding weight onto my leg. I am hoping I can start the rest of my recovery. I am hoping for good news and pretty X-rays.
I am hoping for a lot but only know 1 thing is for sure: the wait. Holy crap the last time we went it was almost a 5 hour trip. It took so long and I was freezing sitting in this awful nasty waiting room. Please I so hope it’s not 5 hours again. I know it will be a long wait but I’m hoping not THAT long.
I also ran out of pain meds. I don’t really need any super strong ones but something for the days that are bad would be helpful. I am current hopped up on some killer Tylenol right now. Keeping the tingle of nerves at bay while I lay in bed.
Ahhhh bed. It’s my third night back in bed. I’ve been
residing sleeping on an oversized recliner in our bedroom since I came home. I wish I could say my bed is helping but it’s not. It makes my back hurt and since I don’t trust myself staying on my side with pillows between my legs I have to stay on my back with my foam wedge between my legs. One of my precautions is that my legs can’t cross or even really touch. I go back and forth between sitting up and laying down. I will find my sweet spot I’m sure.
So wish me luck and here’s to HOPE.