Progress Update #3
Thursday, March 02, 2017
My progress in healing has been a mixed bag. Two steps forward and one step back. This week I have walked outdoors with my physical therapist, mastered the art of getting in and out of the shower, worked on upper body strength and frustrated myself by wishing my wounds would heal and my swelling would go down.
The stronger pain medication has enabled me to push myself harder to reach my goals (within limits). I can now walk to the corner and back with very little difficulty. When I thought I should walk further, my physical therapist reeled me in just enough to allow me to do other parts of my therapy without problems. My knee can now bend at 95 degrees without causing my wounds to bleed, although they still ooze and require treatment. My foot and leg are still fairly swollen much to my dismay.
I have made big strides with self care too. I can now get in the shower, clean up and get out of the shower with very little help. My health aid has been wonderful and very helpful. She still freaks out when my wounds crack open and gush blood while I'm taking my shower. I've moved past the freaking out stage and am currently at the stage where I get frustrated and mad at the situation. I am enjoying the luxury of having clean hair and body. My aid puts lotion on my back and on my good leg. Since my skin is dry and peeling, the lotion goes a long way towards making me feel good. I have made good enough progress with self care that today I started on strength training on my upper body.
I had a surprise visitor this afternoon. I look and feel so bad that I have avoided company other than my family and home health workers. My friend's visit was unexpected and she had the usual, predictable reaction to my leg. She was shocked that it could look this bad after five and a half weeks post op. We assured her that it looked much worse before. ( Hubby took pictures of it when it looked really bad.). The leg is still swollen, peeling and has large wounds across the back behind the knee. This doesn't even take into account the large bleeding wounds on my bottom. We joked about that because I told her she couldn't see those and hubby offered to let her see the pictures. It's only funny if you're not the person who has them although she did make me laugh. Sometimes it seems like there is no end in sight.
Overall, I am slowly heeling and making progress. Being patient has been very tough. The signs of progress are small but they are still there. My infections are pretty much gone. Yay! I need to have one lab test tomorrow to check me out. Hopefully, that test will be negative. I have decided to run a little experiment with myself. I am going to write down all those little signs of progress so that I can look at them later and remind myself of how far I've come. This should help me combat my frustration with the slow heeling rate. Tomorrow, hubby is taking me to the beauty salon and I am treating myself to a haircut and color. I've worked for it and really earned the reward!