Month: May 2019

Random Thoughts

On By LeraIn LifeLeave a comment

I don’t have any real reason to be writing today other than just wanting to get some thoughts out of my head. I’ve been feeling kind of “blah” lately; there’s no one reason, but things just kind of add up after a while.

My recovery is moving along, albeit more slowly than I was hoping. I’m grateful that I’m at least making some progress, but I’m really frustrated at the same time. Physical therapy has been going fine, but I feel like I need to be challenged more. I finally got something new to work on yesterday after a couple of weeks of doing the same things every session. He seems to be trying to get me ready to just do stuff alone at home, and as thrilled as I would be for that to happen, I’m not ready for it. He told me that I’m back to daily activities because I worked one week full time, but just because I did it, doesn’t mean it went well or that I wasn’t in excruciating pain every day. I can’t just call off work because I’m in pain, and especially when my boss is out of town like he has been. Simple things are still so hard. I can’t walk without a limp because I can’t push off on my right foot and because of the pain, and I can’t go up and down the stairs easily for the same reason. I have no strength in my right lower leg, and it hurts even if I walk too fast or bend my foot too far. I’m even getting pain when I’m riding my bike, and that never even happened before my surgery. I can’t even begin to think about running or playing tennis when the second I step out of bed, I hurt. So like I said, I’d be thrilled to be at the point of being done with therapy, but I don’t feel like I’m there if I can’t even walk properly. I already feel like my doctor isn’t really listening to me, and for the first time, I felt like my physical therapist wasn’t either. I don’t mind committing the time or money to physical therapy as long as I’m still getting benefits from it. I don’t want to be abandoned part way through my recovery just because I can do some exercises at home. I need to be challenged every week so I can get better faster. I’m still so stiff that I can’t even feel a stretch in my calf muscles because all the pain and swelling and stiffness at the heel keep me from being able to get the stretch up the rest of my leg.

It’s not just the recovery that is making me feel the way I have been. I just thought things would different than they are now. I lost almost 70 pounds, and I’m still overweight, but things were supposed to get easier afterward. Instead I’ve dealt with my Achilles tendinosis for about two years. Sometimes I feel like I shouldn’t have even bothered, but then I wouldn’t have discovered my love of biking. I’ve also been trying to find a new job, one that pays more and is more physically easy on my body, but I haven’t had any luck yet. And if all that wasn’t enough, I’ve just felt really lonely. I don’t mind doing things alone, but sometimes it would be nice to be able to do things with some friends. There’s only one person who regularly makes time for us to hang out together, and I’m so grateful to at least have her. Most of my other friends barely respond to a text or IM, and when they do it’s like playing twenty questions to carry on a conversation. I feel like everyone’s moving on with their lives and I’m stuck where I am. I was always told how much potential I had because I made high grades and worked hard, but that’s sometimes not enough after school. I don’t need a prestigious job or a lot of money, but I do want to do something I enjoy. I’m good at my current job, but it’s not the least bit fulfilling and I’m tired of having worked 99% of weekends and holidays for the last five years. I’m just craving some changes, I suppose.

I didn’t mean for this to turn into complaining, but I’m just a normal person. I’m not perfect, and I don’t try to pretend to be. I know I’m not the only one that feels this way, and it will go away eventually. Just being able to get these thoughts out of my head is already helping. I know almost no one reads this blog, and that’s okay. It’s here to be of help to anyone who might come across it and for me to remember everything about my surgery and recovery experience, and maybe even beyond. So, until next time, take care!

5 Months Later

On By LeraIn Life, SurgeryLeave a comment

It’s been five months since my surgery. It really doesn’t seem like it was that long ago. I think I say that every time I reach a milestone, but it’s true. Looking back, time just slips away so swiftly, but day by day it seems stagnant sometimes. I’m happy that I’ve made progress in my recovery, but it’s been a lot slower than I was expecting.

I had my follow up appointment with my surgeon today. I was hoping to get some answers to some of the issues I wrote about last time, but all he said was that they were all related to the surgery and should get better in time. He didn’t look at my foot very closely; he just tested the strength by having me push my foot against his hand and that was it. I can see how the heel problem would be related, and it’s trying to get better now that I wear shoes with a gel heel cup in them all the time, even around the house. I still can’t walk barefoot without feeling like I’m walking directly on my heel bone. The issue with the swelling over the outside ankle bone, however, was giving me trouble before my surgery, so I’m not even sure it’s related. All I know is that after working on it all day, it’s swollen and painful and holding me back from being able to move my foot normally.

I’m also pretty sure there’s something going on inside my ankle in one of the joints. I still can’t walk properly and I limp if I’m walking for too long. My limp was awful at work last night. At physical therapy yesterday, my therapist pulled on my ankle and got some good pops out of it, so hopefully it will stay loose for at least a little while. I’m so tired of being in pain. I didn’t expect an easy recovery; I knew it would have its challenges, but I didn’t think it would be quite so bad. I definitely didn’t expect to be having new problems. Even my physical therapist was perplexed when he was doing my reevaluation yesterday. I’m going to ask him if he can talk to the doctor about my case and see if there are solutions they can come up with. I guess maybe it might have been advantageous to have him sit in on my appointment. If I’m still doing physical therapy in two months when I see my surgeon again, I might have him do that if these issues persist.

Despite all the frustrations I’m having, I’ve at least been able to bike. It’s been painful at times and I’m trying not to push myself too hard, but being on my bike is my happy place. I want to be outside as much as I possibly can be. I’m on track to have my highest mileage this week since I’ve been recovering, so hopefully I’ll hit it. Another positive thing is that I’ve worked a week without my walking boot. I’m not sure my foot is all the way ready yet, but I’m going to keep trying as long as I can tolerate it. I’m working three hours longer than usual tomorrow, so I’m expecting a little difficulty, but I’m off Sunday so I can recover and get it feeling better.

One day I might be able to go for a walk and actually enjoy it. There are so many metroparks close by that I can’t really enjoy. It’s hard to want to hike wooded trails when I’m having a hard time with flat surfaces, let alone uneven ones. I still can’t even go up and down the stairs properly, so I’m ready for the day I can do something that simple again. Being able to attempt a 5k or play tennis again feels so far away right right now. My surgeon told me that when I can do a single leg calf raise on my right side, it would be fully healed, and that usually happens 6-9 months after surgery. Here’s hoping that I’ll get there soon, but I have a feeling it’s going to be on the later end of that spectrum.