Today was supposed to be my first day of freedom. I was supposed to go to a baby shower for my friend Christine, who is expecting her son in March. However, Ryan continued to puke last night and I was up every 2-3 hours, so I'm exhausted. More importantly and the biggest reason for me staying--the weather here is horrible and is not appropriate for someone with limited mobility to travel. We are supposed to get about 4-6" of snow during the day, at exactly the time I was supposed to be out and about. My doctor has warned me constantly about the danger of slipping, falling, and screwing up the surgery. Since I don't want to have to go through any of this again, I'm staying put...but I am really pissed off about it. (Christine, if you're reading this, I promise to make it up to you ASAP. I miss you tons!)
I haven't driven my car, or any car for that matter, since 12/16/08.
I haven't really been completely alone, totally w/o supervision, since the same date.
I couldn't get into my car if I tried--it's completely buried and needs to be dug out. Poor Aaron will get that joy sometime next week.
I am really over this whole experience and totally hoping that I will get released to go back to work sometime the week of 1/26. Even if I can only go back a couple of days a week--it's better than being stuck here every single day.
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I so totally get what you are going through. I am almost at 10 months since my surgery. I was just remarking that I don't even notice the difference between my two ankles anymore. Hang in there. You'll get there too. I'm kicking off training for a half-marathon this weekend. The first since my surgery! Good luck.
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