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Hey Folks! Guess what? If you said that I’m having mobility issues again, ding, ding, ding! You win a cookie!
I’d finally made it back to work on 5/23, three months to the day I’d broken my femur, but whoever is in charge of crippling injuries decided they weren’t done with me yet. There was a sore on my left foot, the one I’d broken my leg on. I went to the ER, where they gave me an Xray and there was some foreign matter floating around, and to make an appointment with podiatry, where the earliest they could fait me in at the end of June. Needless to say, My little foot sore didn’t want to wait that long. On the morning of 6/1, I was in such excruciating pain that I could barely walk with my cane. So into my wheelchair I got into and made another trip to the ER. By this time the top front of my foot was almost completely red. They determined I had cellulitus as a complication of the ulcer on my foot. It took 3 procedures but all the dead tissue had been removed, along with my pinky toe.
I finally convinced my foot dr. the other day to let me have a boot, so I could at least attempt to walk again. With the help of the boot and a rollator, I can finally put weight on my foot, and I’ll be going home 8/8, but I’ll still have to have home therapy, along with help changing the dressing. It’s now just a matter of time waiting until the wound heals, then I can maybe go back to work.
I don’t mind saying that this nearly destroyed my confidence. I’m only just now getting it back. This has been the 2nd worst year of my life. (The first being when I lost my mom and had a breakdown) It can only up from hefe, I hope.
I’d finally made it back to work on 5/23, three months to the day I’d broken my femur, but whoever is in charge of crippling injuries decided they weren’t done with me yet. There was a sore on my left foot, the one I’d broken my leg on. I went to the ER, where they gave me an Xray and there was some foreign matter floating around, and to make an appointment with podiatry, where the earliest they could fait me in at the end of June. Needless to say, My little foot sore didn’t want to wait that long. On the morning of 6/1, I was in such excruciating pain that I could barely walk with my cane. So into my wheelchair I got into and made another trip to the ER. By this time the top front of my foot was almost completely red. They determined I had cellulitus as a complication of the ulcer on my foot. It took 3 procedures but all the dead tissue had been removed, along with my pinky toe.
I finally convinced my foot dr. the other day to let me have a boot, so I could at least attempt to walk again. With the help of the boot and a rollator, I can finally put weight on my foot, and I’ll be going home 8/8, but I’ll still have to have home therapy, along with help changing the dressing. It’s now just a matter of time waiting until the wound heals, then I can maybe go back to work.
I don’t mind saying that this nearly destroyed my confidence. I’m only just now getting it back. This has been the 2nd worst year of my life. (The first being when I lost my mom and had a breakdown) It can only up from hefe, I hope.
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