Today (Friday) makes it a week since I fell and hurt my left knee and hip. I was able to get up and even go shopping.....at first. But, by the time I got home, I had a lot of trouble getting UP the stairs and I wasn't able to bring in any of the things I had bought. I had to have the Beast do that. Once I sat back in my recliner, I realized I wasn't able to walk without a lot of pain and some help.
So it took me by surprise when my daughter made the comment....*(You are) still on crutches?*. Good grief! The very fact that crutches are necessary does NOT mean you are going to heal overnight! LOL! You can tell that Buttmunch has never needed to use crutches. She's had a broken arm but that's pretty much all. I've broken my foot but the doctor made me use a special shoe to avoid the need for surgery......and I had to stay off the foot for several weeks.
I understand now why he didn't let me use crutches. I was using them in his office like they were a kind of sprinting tool instead of being cautious. NOW I am cautious but I am also a lot older than when I broke the bones in my foot. Funny, but it never occurred to me until just today that it was the foot on my left leg. Hmmm. Guess that is, in some ways, a weak area of my body for some reason.
I have no idea how long I am going to need these damn things. The bad part is that I am not able to carry anything so I am dependent on the Beast for help. He's been very, very good about making sure I get food and drinks (including ice water). I have thanked him profusely for his attention. He's not usually this caring when I am sick (or hurt).
Even Mustachio was surprised and wondered why his father was suddenly being so good to me. I told him that he might actually think that #1...I might die. #2...that it will help him store up points with God on his behalf. He certainly could use some but it will take a hell of a lot more than THIS to compensate for all the times he physically hurt me and ignored that fact. But I won't go into that after all these years since his strokes. By his own doctor's admission, he (the Beast) shouldn't have lived this long. He was given perhaps 5 years and it's been more than twice that. He had a severe brain stem injury and a big dead spot in his brain. But the body is an amazing thing and the brain, too. It can forge new pathways around an injury that allows you to continue doing what you must to live. He still has some short term memory problems but not as severe as he once did.
Once he had his strokes, I knew he had lost a lot of strength and that, if push came to shove, I could take him. LOL! But right now, I can barely make it to the bathroom with crutches. I couldn't take Gunner in my current condition.
I know I am healing because I can now stand up without pain. I just can't take a step without the aid of the crutches. I lose my balance the minute I try to put any real strain on that leg. But I am patient when I need to be. I won't take chances of making the tear in the ligaments any worse than it is.
The Beast WAS going to stay home with me rather than go to his church meeting last night but I told him to GO. I was able to take care of myself as long as I had my coffee and some water at my desk. Two hours is NOT a long time even though he wasn't going to be able to buy us food at any of the usual fast food places he could stop at since it WAS Christmas day. Most of them were closed. So we ate TV dinners for a late dinner.
Part of the problem this has caused has been a disruption of our usual schedule. I am doing a lot of sleeping, which is more than likely caused by my body needing the extra sleep so it can concentrate on healing.
I'll be going back to bed after I get this posted. It's very late for me to do it but I woke up in order to go to the bathroom. I am down to my last Depends now so I may have to have the Beast pick up another pack for me. I hate to have him do that but it's not like I have a choice in the matter at the moment. Since I am so slow moving, I sometimes find them necessary since my bladder can only wait so long before it MUST empty. The dribbles are murder. I tried using my Poise but they aren't enough, unfortunately. THOSE I have.....LOL! Oh well, little by little. *Sigh*
Love you all. I hope you had a wonderful Christmas and that Santa was good to you. Stay warm and dry. Drive carefully. The weatherman is predicting a drop in temperature for us this weekend due to that arctic storm that's been moving across the country. Not enough of a drop to have problems with ice or snow, thankfully. But cold, nonetheless. Be good to yourself, ya hear? ***Hugs***
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