Vaca-bike-fall

I was on vacation on my bike,
Doing all the things I really like,
While on the bike I hit the sand and fell,
Twisted my ankle and leg and then watched it swell,
Please do not let this be broke,
The x-ray told me it was no joke,
Surgery is needed to repair this old girl,
Hearing those words made me want to hurl,
So now I sit with my leg up high,
Recovering......waiting and left wondering why,
I have a long road ahead they tell me for sure,
I look forward to the day when I can get up and walk even more!

Peg Leg 2---healing process....

Well I cannot believe it has been 2 weeks since I fell and already over a week since I have been operated on.  In this time I have managed to get better control over the pain and use less.  I have also learned some tricks to gain some independence.  I had my husband put a bunch of clothes in a bag and leave it on the bottom of my bed....this way in the morning I can pick out my own clothes and dress myself.  I have also mastered the task of wearing a pouch around me and should I need something....I can get it and throw in the pouch.  Only small items and I can only do this really when desperate as my doctor wants me off my feet and foot raised for 23 hours a day!!! But...it's the small things that at this point that are helping to keep my sanity.  I can now shampoo my own hair (woooo hoooo)....I can't stand to have dirty hair no matter how bad I feel!! I told my hubby that always makes me feel better!!

As we all walk out the door to work each day and do nothing but errands on the weekends..I know at one time everyone has looked at the couch and said..."man, what I wouldn't give to just be able to sit or lay there all day and do nothing".....it's not all it's cracked up to be.  I'm trying to make the best of it:  web surfing, renting movies, finding the most hilarious or ridiculous show to give me a chuckle, reading, writing, anything...anything at all to occupy myself.  One big thing that is helping to keep my sanity is that during the week I have my niece come over from 11 to 4.  It's great. When she comes I pounce all over her.....hey, I need this....hey, I need that, can you do this for me..can you do that for me.  Plus, it gives both my husband and I comfort that someone is here with me in case I were to fall and this way I won't attempt to do anything too crazy on crutches!!!!

My healing process is going to be a long one....and keeping my sanity is going to be tough....but I'm a tough cookie and I will get through this....one day at a time.

Peg Leg

My time right now is to be spent off the crutches...off my feet...only up to use bathroom.  My life is so dependent on others.  In the morning I get up and have to wait for my husband to prepare my spot on the couch...propped with pillows for my back and pillows for my foot.  After he does that then he gets me something to eat.  Today he packed a little cooler for me to hold me over until "help" arrives at 11 am.  I need someone to get me drinks, lunch, dinner, etc.  To "bathe" I am only allowed to sponge bathe and have to do it while laying down.  I need his help to get me everything I need to accomplish that task.  Sometimes I even need help dressing.  At bed time I need to wait for him to help me into bed and tuck me in.  It's not easy when your normally so independent.  And...as far as house chores are concerned....he has it all!!!! I feel so bad for him!!!

Vacation gone wrong....

After a very grueling summer my husband and I were taking 2 1/2 weeks off.  During that time we were going to wind down..enjoy what remained of the summer and just chill.  We started out spending time on our boat and time down the shore, then we spent a few days getting 2 kids ready for college, 2 different colleges, 2 different locations....needless to say...a lot of work.  Now it was time for us.  Biking, boating, beaching, maybe some kayaking...we were looking forward to it all.  We did get some boating and beaching in...then we got some biking in.  It was a beautiful day...we biked to our favorite breakfast spot...had a nice breakfast overlooking the water, then we headed back to the campground.  As we entered the campground we decided to ride our road bikes back to the trailer.....we were almost there.....then I hit a patch of sand and fell....but when I fell my foot stayed clipped into my pedal and I twisted my leg.  Crack! I heard it.  I knew it was not good.  My husband asked if I was OK...I said NO, I cannot get up.  Other people came around and tried to help me....got me ice, a place to sit..I Thank God for them.  Then my hubby went and got the car and said...where do you want to go?  I said to the ER.  At the ER we discovered I had a fracture...they wrapped it told me to see ortho dr to get casted.  I went to ortho dr next day and they told me I had 3 fractures in 2 bones and surgery was needed.  Before surgery I had to stay completely off it and keep it propped up above my heart to keep swelling down.  I did.  Surgery was yesterday.  Now I have yet another long journey...possibly 3-4 months ahead of me...healing and patience....I will need lots of patience. This vacation has gone bad.  I was supposed to return to work on Monday....all happy & relaxed and gloating about my time off.  That will NOT be happening.