It's been a week since we flew home from Belize and 8 days since my fall. I have been in a full leg cast for 6 days now. It's no fun and I really miss my independence, but I am starting to get into a bit of routine, and finding lots of things I have put off doing for a while now, that can all be done via the Internet (read online shopping).
The day after we flew back to North Carolina, I went into see an orthopedic surgeon He confirmed that I did have a pretty bad break in two bones, above and below my ankle, but that there was a slight chance I could recover without surgery. Part of me thinks he only said this to give me a week to calm my nerves, because I was an emotional wreck and when he mentioned screws and plates as a part of surgery I lost it (again). I know its very common and many people have gone through this, but the thought of screws and metal plates being left in my body after a surgery give me, as my dad would say, the heebie-jeebies. But, if that's what I have to do to walk again, then bring it on.
Tomorrow morning, I'll go back to the surgeon and he'll determine whether or not I need surgery. If I need surgery, it will be on Thursday morning. If I don't, I think I'll get a new leg cast and continue the recovery process. We'll see.
I keep thinking how lucky I am to have such an awesome partner to take care of me through all of the pain, my emotions, and all the awkward, random things I can no longer do myself - like wash my hair. He's also an excellent cook - so that helps a lot.
Let's see what tomorrow holds!
