a peg leg might not be so bad

If you were to say to me, “Hey, Wendy! How’s your foot?”, I would reply with one of the following:

  • What foot? (This is my reply after taking my generic Vicodin.)
  • Let me hack it off with a dull, rusty paper cutter. Then I can hand you the foot and you can look at it your own damn self. (This is my response right now, before my first generic Vicodin of the day has kicked in.)
  • Oh, it must be healed! (This is my response after I wake up from my generic Vicodin overnight sleep.)

pretty_shoes.jpgAs you can see, the healing of the foot is not going well. This picture was taken yesterday, and I’m fully aware (and proud) that I was wearing white shoes after Labor Day!

I’ve been in the cast consistently, except for sleeping and showering, since I got it just over two weeks ago. Things were feeling good, so I decided I’d remove it for a quick trip to the Lane Bryant in Rockaway, NJ, where they freebase off the shelves. I didn’t experience any pain at all, so I was excited!

Then, I woke up Wednesday morning and since then, have experienced a constant uncomfortable feeling ever since. If it was uncomfortable enough to make me fill my generic Vicodin prescription, trust me – it was pretty bad.

I have an appointment scheduled for Thursday, which was what the urgent care doctor suggested when I went in the first time. I’ve picked the brain of three of my favorite medical expert friends, and with their persuasion, have decided it’s probably not a great idea to wait that long.

I never realized how limited the cast made me feel, and also how much of a freaking inconvenience it is. Not being completely mobile and able to move about freely is certainly not my idea of a good time.

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  1. Dang! I think you’ve seen too many doctors when you start referring to pain that needs Vicodin as “discomfort.” Hope you’re better soon. Keep the boot, though. If you can get a matching one, you’ll be well on your way to a sweeeet Frankenstein costume for Halloween.

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