Here is my bad day last Saturday.
It had been one week since knee surgery and on Saturday I was finally able to move around fairly well on one crutch. My knee is weak but improving. Just the day before, the doctor gave me the bad news that I will need to have a series of operations in a effort to delay getting a knee replacement for as long as possible. Oh joy! More sugery. That is what I spent Saturday thinkg about.
So, feeling a bit disappointed, I got ready for bed on Saturday night. I took a bad step and both twisted and inverted the ankle on the same leg I had the knee surgery on. The doctor in the emergency room told me that I tore and separated several ligaments and tendons. I found out today that I will porobably need surgery to fix this, but that will not be confirmed until tomorrow or the next day. Either way, I am looking at several months of rehabilitaion. Not to mention messing up the rehab schedule for my knee.
Bathing with a cast is, well, awkward and only minimally effective.
I have a fair bit of constant pain; it hurts to put any weight on it and it hurts to hold it up, it hurts to touch it, it hurts if is not supported (do you see some contradictions there?) I have a cast on for now and it is a real hassle getting dressed and so on. Do you know how hard it is to carry anything when you have to use crutches?
To make matters worse, I am recently divorced (July this year) and live alone. My son is in town and is happy to help his dad, but he is tied up with college.
I am learning a new skill. Offering my suffering to God.