I like my family physician. He’s a genuinely nice guy. When I tore my achilles, he recommended an orthopedic surgeon. I researched the surgeon before my first visit.
He’s a well-known orthopedic surgeon who specializes in knee and hip replacements. His (mostly older women) patients love him. Some say “he’s hot”. He speaks three languages. He rides a Harley. He runs a karate school. He’s the Chuck Norris of surgeons. He also a really nice guy. I hope his skill is up to the hype. As I heal, I’ll know more.
Regarding that, I’ve quit taking the pain medication. I’ve dialed it down to Ibuprofen now. The leg/ankle area barely hurts, at least until I stand up. Strangely, my big toe is extremely sore. There shouldn’t be anything wrong with the toe. I’m guessing it’s just general inflammation in the area causing that. I have to wait until the 30th to get this splint off. Maybe the release in pressure will make it feel better, if only briefly, until they put the cast on me.
I’m starting to get bored. I’ve read four books since Friday. I’m getting ready to start number five. Sitting up enough to use the computer is still uncomfortable. I do it for short stretches. I can lay down and read a book for hours with no issue.
Diane’s mother had a wheelchair in her garage. I figure I can use it to get around the neighborhood if I choose. We’ve had bitter cold temperatures, so I haven’t bothered. It also doesn’t allow adjusting the footrest to keep my foot elevated. I can still use it, but it would be more comfortable with my foot up. I’d like to get out if the weather warms up.
Okay, I’m going to dig into another cup of coffee and my book.