So I have been absent from the blog lately.  Before Thanksgiving, I slipped down a few of our basement steps.  I had thought it was just a bad sprain because I could limp walk on it.  I finally went to the doctor to get it checked out and found out I had broken my fibula.  My leg and foot had to be put in a Splint.  I was then told it was advised I have to have Surgery to fix the broken fibula and torn ligament.  I was so nervous as I had never had surgery before.  It was scheduled for Dec. 11 and was going to be an outpatient surgery.

On the morning of December 8, we were awoken to the news that my dad had passed away.  He was not in the best health, I understand.  No one could stop what happened, it was assumed a cardiopulmonary arrest.  The next days were consumed with phone calls and sadness.

My surgery was scheduled for 7:30 and I was to be at the hospital by 6:00 am.  The surgery went well while getting a plate and about 3 screws.  I was home by around noon.  A splint was put on the leg and I was to be non-weight bearing.  I had come home with a sore throat from the anesthesia tube down my throat.  I was advised to drink plenty of fluids and keep my leg elevated so it would not swell.  I was to be at the visitation of my dad at 3 pm.  It was tough with me moving around with a walker and everyone else getting ready as well.  So at the visitation, I was sitting in a chair with my leg resting on an adjacent chair.  I wish I had what happened to me on a recording, almost everyone asked me what happened.  Many were amazed that I had surgery that morning then was there at the visitation. The next day was the funeral, by the end of the day foot was tight inside the splint and was swollen.

I cannot even imagine what it is like for my mom now.  They were married for 47 years.  There have been many times dad was in the hospital.  So she slept in the bed without him, but this time he won’t be back.  We think about how he is no longer worried about dialysis and the strict diet he is on.  We think about the many foods he is now able to eat.  We all have many special memories of dad.

I hate not being able to work.  I also do not like being able to do laundry and the house is a mess.  It is hard for me to balance on foot doing some things.  I have tried to do things and ended up falling to the floor.  I try to keep my leg up so it does not get tight inside the splint.  It is very uncomfortable to have this splint on.  I cannot drive, or go anywhere easily due to steps outside.  I get the splint off  Dec. 26.  Then I get to wear my boot again.  I will be able to move around better with the boot on.  As soon as they say I can do physical therapy I will be doing it at home as well.  Ready to go back to work and make money.  Our money is tight because I am short term disability and it is only 60% of what I make. Plus I am used to making extra because I work one extra shift per pay period which gives me overtime too.  So I don’t have that extra money.

Our house has no Christmas decorations up.  My husband is learning what I do on a daily basis and how.  I cannot get downstairs to get anything.  Our living room has clothes everywhere, along with a walker and wheelchair in the room.  I can’t go shopping for Christmas or even groceries.  This is not the way I wanted to have time off work.

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