This morning when I called to make an appointment for Friday, I was informed that doctor didn't take my insurance. Wha...? But, the doctor down the road in NN did take my insurance, however, they had to get me in ASAP--as a squeeze in. Okey dokey. I called Nana and begged her to come babysit (which she readily did--thank you, Nan!) and B and I hit the road.
Since I was a squeeze in, I really didn't get much face time with Dr. P. However, what I did get to see of him was nice. He came across as a lovely man who knew his stuff. He looked at my x-rays and said his first impression yesterday was spot on. The bone is broken straight through. He said there is a 2 mm allowance for a break where they will just let it knit itself. My break was right at the allowable size, however, there is quite a jagged edge that made him uncomfortable and said if it was his break he would want it repaired.
I agreed, knowing all the trouble I've had with this ankle since that first injury when I was 16. I told him I've had trouble off and on, that I'm quick to roll this one and that I have a tendency to strike with the outside of my foot before I flatten it out when walking. I told him I thought it would be best for the stability of this ankle to go ahead and repair it so I'm scheduled for surgery Monday evening. He told me he could go ahead and clean up the cartilage while he's in there. Nice!
Unfortunately, as I said, I didn't get to spend much time with him beyond that. So, I have no idea of prognosis, how long I'll be off my feet or anything else. I figure I'll get all that info come Monday evening post surgery. It is to be outpatient and I'll definitely be knocked out as I can't imagine going in for surgery and being awake. :shudder:
I don't wanna, but if it's going to make everything better, I'm game. I suppose I have to be. ;o)
I hate feeling out of control of my life. I have control issues. Why do you think I drive everywhere?? B has to drive. I have to sit and let others do. I have a hard time asking for help. I know others want to help and don't mind, but I hate being an imposition. I'm used to being the strong one, the one who steps in to help others, not the one who is in need of help. I know asking for help isn't a sign of weakness. I do. I just don't want to put anyone out by asking.
When the shoe is on the other foot, when I'm the one offering the assistance, I'm more than happy to do so. I don't feel it's an imposition at all and am glad to be able to help. I'm sure others feel the same way, but I'm having a hard time convincing myself that.
The ankle isn't that painful. I've had some swelling and throbbing today since I wasn't able to elevate and ice it like I wanted to. I'm still in a splint until after surgery (oh that gives me a bought of butterflies just thinking about it). My arms are quivery and sore from the crutches. This part I remember from 19 years ago. Yuck. Of course, I was about 65 pounds lighter then too...my arms are not happy having to haul around my bulky carcass.
Since I'm to put NO weight on my foot, I'm stuck with the crutches until I hear otherwise. I'm desperate for a walker or cane or something else. Oh well. Actually, I want a rolling scooter thingy (I have no idea what that thing is called). You kneel on it with your bum leg and roll around. I think that may be the way to go with regards to keeping up with Beanie.
I'm also going to talk to Bev to see if maybe Angelica would like to come over for a couple hours in the morning up to lunchtime to help out with Bean. I have to get in a mother's helper or something. There's no way we can all survive this otherwise. :oS
1. Everyone helping out yesterday and today. Thank you all! The neighbors have volunteered to help out as well. It's amazing how wonderful everyone is!
2. My honey made me BLTs for supper. :drool: We made the bacon in the oven! Thank you, Pinterest and Martha. ;o) And, honey is now downstairs cleaning the kitchen. Oh, and he hung up my shirts. He's a good guy. I feel so guilty about him working all day and having to come home and work some more. :o(
3. The humidity is down--not that I got to enjoy it much. :oS
4. Pillows. They're so good for propping and elevating.