So today I tried to get fully off the narcotic pain medications. There are a couple of reasons this is important; first, I have just over 25 years of recovery and am petrified about relapsing; and, second I have a severe sensitivity to these medications.
What this means for me is, I have to have a patch and a pill just in order to be able to take these medications.
Well, not only do I struggle with opioids, I also cannot take aspirin or any anti-inflammatories as those slow down bone healing.
A little over 24 hours of just Tylenol and I give. Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!
A new patch, another pill and Percocet.
Now, tender tummy, laying down, not sure how I am going to feel for the rest of the day.
Pain level - 2
Nausea level - 4
Spirit - hanging in there.
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Monday, May 31, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
12 days post surgery - another small step
I decided to start a blog. We will all see how consistent I am with this. My goal in starting this blog is to document my recovery from ankle fusion (talonavicular fusion to be more specific) surgery.
Let's put this in perspective. I am a life long athlete. As a 45 year old woman, these past few years are my first since I was 7 to go any length of time not playing a team sport. It was June 8, 2008, that my life as an athlete dramatically changed.
It went something like this - I was in goal, their star striker got behind my defense and was tearing down the left side on a breakaway. I came hard off my line, she cut hard, I cut hard, step in a hole and knew that something bad had just happened.
I saved the goal, made my way through the remainder of the half and hobbled off the field. We were already playing short, I decided it couldn't be that bad; tons of tape around the cleat and I was back out on the field. The final score was 3-2 (we lost); all in all, I felt good about my game.
It was a rush to get to a drug store, find some sort of ankle brace, get home, clean up and get to SF. This was the night of my first date with my now fiance.
No need to do a detailed history of all that has occurred in these last 2 years. The outcome is, torn ligaments and tendon. Eventual diagnosis of damage to the cartilage and bone. Two years of physical therapy, casts, braces, varying levels of weight bearing and finally surgery.
I am done with playing soccer, probably done with most other team sports. Sometimes I don't know what is left for me. For now, resting, elevating, icing, using a walker.
I will keep my spirit up, try to be a good patient, do my exercises and stay creative in figuring out what is next.
And, I will keep writing.
Let's put this in perspective. I am a life long athlete. As a 45 year old woman, these past few years are my first since I was 7 to go any length of time not playing a team sport. It was June 8, 2008, that my life as an athlete dramatically changed.
It went something like this - I was in goal, their star striker got behind my defense and was tearing down the left side on a breakaway. I came hard off my line, she cut hard, I cut hard, step in a hole and knew that something bad had just happened.
I saved the goal, made my way through the remainder of the half and hobbled off the field. We were already playing short, I decided it couldn't be that bad; tons of tape around the cleat and I was back out on the field. The final score was 3-2 (we lost); all in all, I felt good about my game.
It was a rush to get to a drug store, find some sort of ankle brace, get home, clean up and get to SF. This was the night of my first date with my now fiance.
No need to do a detailed history of all that has occurred in these last 2 years. The outcome is, torn ligaments and tendon. Eventual diagnosis of damage to the cartilage and bone. Two years of physical therapy, casts, braces, varying levels of weight bearing and finally surgery.
I am done with playing soccer, probably done with most other team sports. Sometimes I don't know what is left for me. For now, resting, elevating, icing, using a walker.
I will keep my spirit up, try to be a good patient, do my exercises and stay creative in figuring out what is next.
And, I will keep writing.
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