surgery

Once upon a time, also known as last Wednesday, I had surgery on my foot. It was originally to correct a long term problem of a prominent bone spur. This painful spur combined with my toes' claustrophobia is why I haven't worn decent shoes since high school (I love my sandals so it's not a problem...until winter...). But since this problem has become more painful and we already reached our out of pocket max on medical expenses this year, it seemed like it was time to get the problem taken care of. But when the doctor did an x-ray to better investigate the problem, he found another problem along side it--a bone cyst.

Long story short, we decided to get it over with and get both problems fixed. So last Wednesday, I showed up to the hospital and took a long drug induced nap while the doctor went to work on my foot. They surgery went well, I was taken to recovery, woke up long enough to make fun of his BYU hat and promptly went back to sleep. But eventually I was awake and they sent me home.

I assumed the worst would be over but had great underestimate the recovery. The next two days were a blur as I took the maximum amount of pain medication I could in attempt to control an overwhelming amount of nerve pain. Apparently the nerve got rather beat up and bruised as the doc chopped and chiseled away at my skeleton. (that makes it sound worse that it really was but when I start to complain, husband is good at reminding me that I have good reason to be in pain). Eventually I showed up at the doc's office again for a cortisone injection to help with the inflammation of the nerve. Since then, I am doing much better. I'm still generally useless but am much more comfortable now. Daddy and the grandmas have been taking amazingly good care of me. I sit in bed and try to take care of the baby as much as I can while they juggle the big girls and keep them happy and busy.

Originally I thought I would use this time productively to finish some hand sewing projects, catch up on some reading, etc. but I've spent most of the time sleeping, cuddling the baby and trying to will away the pain. My confidence in my supposedly high pain tolerance has pretty well evaporated (along with my ability to form a coherent sentence) as I had to continually increase the medications but since doing the cortisone shot, I'm feeling much better. I'm hoping to get off the meds soon so I can start nursing the baby again. I can't put any weight on my foot for two weeks and will have limitation for a few additional weeks after that. It definitely wasn't great timing, especially with daddy having to go on a few business trips and with the holidays approaching but we're managing. And in the meantime, I'm doing some online shoe shopping with the eager anticipation of getting to wear cute shoes again soon.