To My Avid Fans (which I think only includes the delightful church ladies who are my cheerleaders):
I am truly sorry I have not updated anything for a while! May I blame the drugs?
Actually the wrong type of drugs & dosing really was an issue! The pain was so extreme from that last surgery! I know why the docs don't give you a lot of information about bone grafts and harvesting bone from oneself. In any case I had some really rough weeks where I was less than a civil person. Thank you to all the saintly people, especially my parents, for realizing it was not the true me but a version in incredible pain. However, the flip side of the coin was that I was so drugged I felt fuzzy not to mention my slurred speech. Did you know an individual may not realize that they are drunk, dope, and/or drugged up because to them you sound perfectly normal. There were a handful of people who found my slurred speech to be quite a riot--glad I could entertain someone. :)
I finally saw the pain specialist in September unfortunately he was not able to prescribe anything all he could do was recommend what should be done to alleviate the pain. Everything he recommended has been amazing! Initially I was not overly impressed w/the pain specialist--not much of a bed side manner. After not being in constant agonizing pain and not feeling like a zombie life became much better. So, I am still taking quite a lot of pills but they have been spread out am, noon and pm. I also have my favorite prescription right over my "heart." I am now wearing a pain patch and it is amazing how I no longer have pain in my leg. I still get pain in my joints sleeping, walking, sitting etc. in odd positions with this contraption on my foot. I would like to know why the pain patch can't take care of that pain as well? Either way I feel so much better with the pain patch!
So, the latest doctor appointment revealed that my fractures are all aligned perfectly, "awesomely straight" were the doctor's exact words. Now all I have to do is grow more bone around everything. He has said taking this off would be a good Christmas present for him and me. However, his motto for TSF is that he would rather it be on a month too long than a second too early. Of course he says this without having to experience wearing one. He might reevaluate that motto a bit if he really had first hand experience of a TSF. I do agree with him to a point; I don't want it off too soon but I am really not keen on having it on a month too long. I think I would be way more positive about the situation if I didn't have this foot gadget attached. My toes are getting colder by the day with only more cool weather coming. People keep asking me how I am feeling. Any female will understand this explanation. It is like wearing those really cute pair of shoes that you know you should not have bought because they really were not your size; they pinch, poke and rub your feet so badly. Yet you look so darn good in them you could not resist. And every moment you have them on seems to be drawn out before you can go home and kick them off. Problem is I can't "kick mine off" and it is far from cute! I am not even going to go into how they make me feel--let's just keep it at I avoid full length mirrors at all costs.
My mother can attest to the fact that I was never a child who liked sweets. I love Halloween and it has never been for the candy. In fact I would count, separate, categorize the candy I collected on Halloween as a child most likely to compete with my sister on who got the most especially of the "good stuff" which was usually decided on the basis of size and/or quantity in the package. After that I would take a few pieces out to munch on. These items would last me weeks. The other candy would go into a special box that I stored my Halloween candy in. I can't decide which is worse the knowledge that my mother only let me go out on Halloween if I threw away the candy from the previous Halloween. Or finding out that during the year if my mother needed a chocolate and/or sweet fix she would delve into my stash. My sister, Mari, on the other hand would gobble up her candy with in the first couple of days. She was the real sweet tooth of the family.
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