Wednesday, January 14, 2009
BUI: Guilty as charged
I am blogging under the influence: The influence of vicodin and flexeril. This is because on Monday I had the surgery I blathered about in a post last September. Two days ago, my fabulous and wonderful ortho surgeon lengthened my right achilles tendon and reshaped my foot. From the knee down, my leg looks like a mummy's. It was fun to have my husband, the hunky scientist, accompany me into the pre-surgery area and meet me afterward in recovery. He kept scrutinizing the bags they were hanging on the IV pole and telling me what was in them. And he and the nurses gabbed away about whatever injections the nurses were giving me (anti-nausea to combat that lovely side-effect of anesthesia, antibiotic, pain relief). And ever since I got home, he's been doting to just the right degree. I've had to keep my foot elevated, ice at the back of the knee, and take pain meds at just the right times. Failure to comply means Loads O' Pain. One great side-effect of the pain meds is that I am sleeping a LOT. In between sleeping, eating, downing the pain meds and more sleeping, I've been getting reacquainted with my crutches. I'll be using them for at least 2 months, so I'd better get used to them again. I haven't written this week. I may blog under the influence, but poetry or short-story writing under the influence is just a big invitation for trashing it all once I'm out from under. Next week I'll get back to it. But for now? Zzzzzzzz....
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