I’m home finally – that month in hospital and rehab was unpleasant to say the least – apparently the rehab was the best in town and that’s not saying much. The pain in my right leg caused me to shift my leg a lot at night in hospital and apparently this caused a bruise on the bottom of my heel. So now I am confined to the wheelchair or recliner or a bed because I’m not supposed to stand on my two legs until the heel heals. So no one saw this condition, and it just deteriorated.
I am almost able to get to my right foot to wash it and put on lotion. My right leg has permanent hardware in it now and a lot of screws holding it in place on one side of my thigh. There’s a large incision there where they put all the hardware inside and around my knee and up the thigh on the right side. Thank heavens my left leg that I broke in March has healed up enough so that I can rely on it when standing. I have Wound Care and OT and PT coming to my home.
I am getting around by myself fine, but I’ve had no desire to write and it’s obvious when you read the sixth sentence story that I am off my game. I hope to recover that because it’s my favorite activity and especially I want to say thank you to all of you who stuck with me and sent good wishes. I really appreciate them. One of the medicines I am on makes my vision very poor, so I’m not reading as much as I used to.
I have to look on the bright side. At least I only have two legs so I can’t break another one. My whole life I haven’t broken anything significant, and after living that way, breaking two legs in one year is ridiculous.
Thanks to all, Cheryl.
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