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Patience is A Virtue (so they say)

I will admit before going much farther that I get frustrated easily. I try to be efficient with my time; and when out-of-my-control events happen, frustration is always brewing underneath my calm exterior. Having to recuperate from surgery is high on the list of brewing frustration.

Aaarrgghh!

I never thought much about having two legs. Now that I’m without one leg temporarily, I feel amiss at not recognizing the value of “standing on my own two feet.”

Anyone reading this who has been without a leg or limb a large part, or most of his/her life, I don’t mean to offend you in my recent epiphany, but to honor you for your patience in what is surely a frustrating situation.

Even before “the day after surgery” dawned, I had to travel to and from the bathroom two times in the darkness of night. I used my scooter, which squeaked and moaned, and had to be backed up, turned, and navigated in my groggy, half-awake state.

Seriously?

It was difficult to keep my leg propped up on a pillow all night, but I didn’t have pain, and that makes all the other frustrations acceptable.

I had an appointment with Dr. Badger’s physician’s assistant at 11:00 AM. I had to drive myself there. But even more difficult than that, was getting out of the house and into the car. That however, was still easier than getting out of the car and back into the house. There is definitely going to be a lot of right-leg hopping in my future.

Amanda, Dr. Badger’s PA removed the splint and revealed my frankenfoot underneath.

Yikes!

A removable splint was put on my foot, and I was told I could remove it for showering and/or applying ice. My ankle is pretty ugly, and was quickly covered up with surgical tape and a plastic cover which I am asked not to remove. I can shower, but not bathe. No soaking of the foot.

Later this same afternoon, I had to teach a class in Sammamish. It was hard enough to just get in and out of the house earlier in the day, but now I had to take teaching supplies with me. Whew, what a workout. I was seriously sweating when I finally, yet safely, made it into the car.