Well, my daughter and I were on the road at 6:30 this morning heading for the hospital for my appointments. We arrived with like 10 minutes to spare before having to see the Orthopedic Dr. Prior to seeing him I went to the chemo treatment room and had my port accessed and the nurse drew blood for a type and cross match.
After doing that before 8 am we then went back to the Orthopedic Clinic and that's when all the began, (NOT). The Doctor and two medical students came into my exam room, the Dr left the medical student to remove the splint which they had a difficult time cutting it off my leg. Once they finally managed to get this off of me, the Dr. came in a looked me over.
He confirmed that I'm not a good surgical candidate so I'll be spending a lot of time in a cast and eventually a boot. So for now I've got a lovely tye dye cast on my left foot. I'll not be able to do any walking on it, even though I gave it my best shot. They pulled my toes towards the floor, so if I put weight on the cast I pinch my toes
I told him I need to be able to get to my car if they want me to go to my appointments. He basically said that wasn't his problem and I need to figure it out.
This cast will be on until the 5th of September. The Doctor is worried that my skin is way to thin, (steroids have made it paper thin) and I bruise terribly. With me on coumadin if I tear the skin and bleed I may or may not know. So, he wants to basically do a skin check at 2 weeks. Then they will put a new cast and it will be on another 2 weeks and then he will reassess me and see if I'm ready for the boot. Said I could possibly be in a cast for 2 whole months.
After my appointment, I went back to the chemo treatment room and finished up there. Once I was done at the hospital we stopped at the Naval Exchange did a bit of shopping and headed for our house. Daughter and I picked up take out for lunch and got home.
Well, I had a very stupid accident after lunch, and have been pretty sore ever since. Daughter fell asleep right after lunch. I didn't want to wake her up, so I pulled my wheelchair over to where I was sitting on the couch. I pulled myself up to sit in my chair and lost my balance. Of course, she didn't lock my wheelchair when I got out, nor did I lock it. Picture in your mind, I've got my hands on the handles and my left foot slides on the slippery carpet. Yep, that's the one with the cast, so I'm pinching my baby toes the whole time too.
My right leg gives out and my wheelchair folds up together, like getting ready to be put in the trunk. The chair and myself landed very hard on the floor. Thank goodness for carpet, except for the rug burns on the side of my right leg from my knee up to mid thigh mad: those hurt a lot. Hit my head on the side of the end table and cut my right knee and have a lovely bruise on it too.
All the noise woke my daughter up and she yelled, "Mom, are you okay?", I assured her I was fine, (wasn't going to let her know I hurt myself) and I made sure she didn't see the tears either. She helped retrieve me from the floor and got me in the chair. She pushed me back to my bedroom and I've not been allowed off the bed since then. Hubby is now home, and I've had a lecture on safety and making sure that his peace of mind is met once daughter leaves on Sunday.
Guess that's all the excitement on this home front. I'm hurting a lot in areas that hit the floor, plus my ruptured tendons ache. I'm frustrated and have had several crying bouts
. I have to say I'm just so tired of all this stuff I'm tired of running to the hospital all the time. I'm tired of not having anyone to rely on to take me to appointments when I need them too. Hubby, is so busy with his job it's hard for him to take time off. I'm just plain old sick and tired of being sick and tired I know 100% sure that IF I were someone's pet, they'd have put me out of my misery long ago.
Wishing you all a good weekend, I hope each of you have low pain level and have good weather to enjoy your weekend. I'm thinking I'll be spending my weekend in bed, resting my poor broken body. Not sure if I'm going to be driving one of the cars to the university on Sunday to take our daughter over there. I do know for sure I won't be seeing her new dorm room at this time
I really wanted to see and help set up the room. With my lung issues I can barely walk one flight of steps LOL. She's on the third floor but even w/o a cast on I'm not sure I'd make it up there.
Take it easy and I'll post an update over the weekend sometime. Hope you all have fun, thanks for always being there, don't know what I'd do w/o CP family here.
Hugs,
Barbara