I have a foot again I have a foot again I get to walk and put weight on it and walk and shower or even put my foot in the bath and I have a foot!
So the pain is pretty intense, as my foot adjusts to the process of holding up my ponderous bulk instead of hanging in the air behind me as useful as a second appendix. I have a walking support boot (the one from earlier this year with the sweet Reebok Air pump action), and I have a cane.
And motrin. Lots of motrin.
But I get to actually walk.
And there was great rejoicing… because I also weighed myself this week and learned that convalescent leave and laying around post-surgery do wonders for my figure, in a bad way.
So here’s to starting the physical recovery once again.