Swelling

It's amazing how just a little bit of activity can cause so much swelling. Aaron, Ryan, and I went out tonight to get some dinner in celebration of the 10th anniversary of our first date. We had a lovely dinner at Joe's Crab Shack (where I did not have any crab, but really enjoyed some shrimp) then a trip to Toys R Us (Ryan is obsessed with Thomas these days), the grocery store, then home. Literally, I was out of the house for 4 hours and came home to an ankle the size of a baked potato.

I have no idea how I'm going to handle going back to work, where I can't elevate at all during the day with a standard cube set up. Hopefully management will be willing to let me take the time necessary to keep it elevated and iced, but it's going to majorly impact my ability to be productive.

I may discuss/ask for a modified schedule to start out--half days or every other day for a couple of weeks, especially because the swelling will get worse once I start physical therapy. AARGH. I really thought I was rounding a corner because when I'm here, on the couch, things are better and my foot feels pretty good. The activity turns it all to hell.

Side note--I have LOST 5 lbs since surgery. I can't understand how this has happened, since my activity is so limited. Not going out to lunch everyday helps and I suppose the lack of mobility and having to fix things I can carry with one hand, like yogurt, have also helped. And I was afraid I'd gain weight! Who would have guessed?