So, went into the doctor, in essence to have them continue the process of shaving on the plantar of the foot, preparing it for surgery - no, you really do not want to know. And I brought up last Thursday accident ...
Of off to x-ray, many heads huddled in finding a conclusion: "Kris, you are wrong, you did not sprain your ankle, you broke it."
But he is smiling, "you see if you sprained it, we would have to allow the muscles to heal, but since you broke the ankle again, well it is just a few more pins and no big deal ... "
Yeah, no big deal, I wonder how much each pin is going to cost me based on that smile. $1,000 or more per pin? How many pins now? We were at at a dozen before ....
SOBBBBBBBB!!!!! My poor foot! Sigh ...
I have managed to stand now on my left foot for up to 25 minutes at a time, so that helps with what I do. I can walk one block now if I am on my right heel only - make a slip and the pain is exquisite ... :(
84 days and counting until June 10th ....
Just 84 more days until this two year disaster ends.
Healing would be good, doctors piecemeal healing okay, death by doctor would not be argued with before God by me. I just really want this to end.
June 10th is the turning point in my life, in a very big way. Healed I can return to life, messed up and I just will be cursed by injury then for life. And I worry about that one, it is not for lack of faith, for my faith in God is great, it is knowledge of what man is like and then being completely vulnerable, more so than now. It is not a scenario I relish.
Anyone want to push a cripple down the road to Argentina ... ?
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