I’ve been walking on a broken ankle for months

Yesterday, my mom commented on how surprised she was at how I’ve been tolerating the pain during recovery. I haven’t been complaining (of course, the drugs have been helping). She is just amazed, especially since in the past week, I’ve made amazing progress and made it yesterday with only taking 4 pain pills all day!

I told her that this weekend I realized that the spot in my ankle that had been giving me the most pain over the past 8+ months is the exact spot where my surgeon found a surprise fracture (and fixed it with a screw).

Basically, I’ve been walking around since July on a broken ankle.

I am such a badass.

I guess I’ve just gotten used to the pain.

I can’t wait to finally walk around without pain or discomfort!

Easing back into work today (part-time, from home). My assistants are taking good care of me.
Easing back into work today (part-time, from home). My assistants are taking good care of me.

Holy surgery bills

photo (1)Things I found out when I looked at medical billing (pre-insurance) for my surgery:

  • A pregnancy test costs $77 (I could’ve gotten one at CVS for less than $10).
  • The screw they put in my ankle cost $81.06.
  • An extra 30 minutes of surgery costs $1,618.
  • An extra 30 minutes of anesthesia costs $383.50.
  • Repairing ligaments costs $6,582.
  • Exploring an ankle joint costs $4,363.

So far, the total for surgery is $32,916.89. Still waiting to see what insurance will pay. Hoping this doesn’t set me back too far. Right now what it says I owe will hurt the wallet a bit, but won’t break the bank. I have pretty good insurance, so I’m hopeful the final total won’t be too much!

Das Boot Part Deux

YOU GUYS.

Today I said goodbye to my cast and hello again to Das Boot!

Das Boot

*chair dance*

And more good news from my doc. My ankle is looking great! (Ok, really, it looks like a gross rainbow, but medical-wise, it’s looking good). Incisions are healing well. Doc says I’ve been doing everything right. Wahoo! I can start putting weight on my foot as tolerated and in a week or two I can start weaning off the crutches!

*chair dance*

There’s even more good news! I can go to my friend’s wedding Saturday (just the ceremony, but still, wahoo!). I was so worried that I wouldn’t be able to attend. Oh, AND, I was cleared to start working part-time from home next week and then to head back to the office (as tolerated) on the 25th! SQUEE! You guys, I was so worried I was going to be out of the office for another month (which I would not be able to afford).

So, overall, today was pretty awesome. Oh, and I got to go to Target again. You know what that means.

Motorized cart at Target
Motorized cart at Target
Wheee!
Wheee!

WARNING: Graphic photos in links below!

For those of you curious (and have a strong stomach), here’s a photo of the outside of my left ankle. It’s where the ligaments were repaired. Here’s a photo of the inside of my ankle, which is where the screw was inserted to repair a fracture. I’m not sure which side they went in to remove the bone spurs. Not like it matters when looking at gross photos of my foot.

 

 

Post surgical blues

Leading up to surgery, I was overly optimistic. Four to six weeks off of work? I will get sooo much stuff done. I’ll knit a bunch of hats and scarves, I’ll have time to catch up on my reading, I’ll watch all the documentaries in my Netflix queue and do some design work I’ve been wanting to do.

Boy was I wrong.

When I’m not in a drug-induced nap, I’m watching marathons of “The Office,” “Parks and Recreation” or “SpongeBob SquarePants” on Netflix. I’m playing stupid games on my computer or iPad. The only thing I’ve knitted so far was a cover for my cast to keep my toes warm.

photo (2)Speaking of my toes… we have a little situation going on. As you can see (sorry, gross, I know)… my toes are a nice bluish purple. That’s from getting up to go to the bathroom and let the dogs outside. I was up for maybe 10 minutes total and my toes went all cray-cray.

Apparently, I’m now getting into the crazy swelling stage of recovery, where if you don’t have your foot elevated, everything swells and starts to turn colors. This could go on for a couple of months. MONTHS. WHAT THE HELL?

BTW, the orange is from the betadine they put on you to sterilize everything before surgery. At first, my leg and toes looked like I got a bad spray tan. Now it just looks gross. Add in the blue toes, and we’re on the way to getting a rainbow.

Anyways, when my toes swell up and get blue, they also get super tingly and uncomfortable.

So that’s awesome.

And on top of that, I have been feeling lonely. I’ve had a few visitors (thanks, guys!), but I just feel secluded because the couple of times that I have left the house I felt exhausted the entire following day. Life is going on for everyone else and I’m here, sitting alone at my parents’ house. Ok I’m not really alone – I’m just that crazy hermit lady holed up in a house alone, with three dogs.

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