Well I was up very early this morning to go to the Doctor. I had to be at the oncology clinic at 7:30 to get my port accessed and have them draw and type and cross for my blood transfusion. Once that was done, I went to my appointment at the Orthopedic Doctors office.
My Doctor came in with two medical students, one was from Saturday night in the ER. He asked them to remove my splint and come and get him once it was off. Well, the two young gentlemen had a heck of a time cutting it off. Good thing the scissors can't cut the patient, cause they kept hitting my skin. Finally, after about
10 minutes or so they got it off. They did an exam and went to get the Staff Doctor.
The staff Doctor can in and looked at me. I requested that if I was going to be in a cast for any length of time could he please make it a walking cast. Well, I was total NO WAY, that my toes needed to be pulled slightly towards the floor to allow the tendons to heal properly. He said I'm not a good surgical candidate and wouldn't have the tendons surgically repaired. He said I could be in a cast for 8 weeks and then a boot for another 6 weeks.
So for now, I have a lovely tie dye cast on my left foot. I will have to have the cast removed and checked in two weeks. The Doctor is worried that my skin is so thin from all my steroid use and I bruise so badly that he wants them to check my skin in two weeks. They will then put another cast on and I'll be seen again in two more weeks.
This Doctor is pretty familiar with me, as he helped repair my right foot two years ago. At least he knows that I'm sick and what my limitations are. I'm still frustrated as my daughter is leaving for college on Sunday and I'm not sure how I'm going to make it to my appointments. Hubby will try his best to help but it's gonna be hard either way.
Of course, once we got home I had a stupid accident. My daughter had fallen asleep in the chair in the family room, I was sitting on the couch. I wanted to come into my bedroom and lay down, so I tried to get myself into my wheelchair. Well, she didn't lock the chair when I got out of it and I didn't think about
it being locked or not. I stood up and leaned over with my hands on the handles. My left foot slipped on the carpet, which then made me push the handles towards each other. The chair completely folded together, my right leg gave out and the chair and I fell to the floor.
The chair landed on me, I ended up with a major leg burn from my right knee to mid thigh. I cut my right knee and have a huge bruise there too. I pulled my right hamstring again and now I'm hurting right at the spot where my butt and leg attach. When hubby got home I was given a lovely lecture about
safety and his peace of mind once she's gone back to school.
Of course, my fall did awaken her and she flew out of the chair worried. She picked me up off the floor and pushed me back to bed and I've not been out of my bed since. I'm so so frustrated, it's like things with my health are NEVER going to stop. It seems all I get is hit with problem after problem.
My Rheumy increased my MTX and the oncology nurse told me today that the extra 5mgs is a lot and I may experience sores in my mouth. Well guess what, I can't eat any food tonight, my mouth is killing me. The sores are all over my tongue and down the throat. Hubby has already come to bed and is asleep, and daughter is still knocked out in the chair. I'm guessing I won't be getting any ice cream for my mouth tonight
that's usually what I use when my mouth is full of sores.
Will give you all an update later on in the weekend. I'm not sure if I'll be driving over to the college on Sunday or not. My daughter can move in on Sunday, but hubby really doesn't want me to make the trip. However, w/o us taking my jeep and his car full, she'll never get all her stuff over there.
Hope you all have a good weekend. I hope that you're not having any pain and if you're in pain that it lessens and you're able to have a good weekend. Thank you again for being us a wonderful support for me. I'm feeling very lonely and so frustrated. I truly don''t know how much more I can take. I'm ready to let go of the rope I've been holding tightly to. I just don't have much QOL and really this isn't a way to live. Please bear with me and my pity party's, it's just hard to stay positive.
Have a good night and a great weekend.
Hugs,
Barbara