It was two weeks today that an orthopedic surgeon took a look at the X-rays of my ankle and we discussed my various options. Surgery was not a first choice, though part of me just wanted to get it over with. Of course, it's not really getting it over with, because post-surgery rehabilitation (and rest) would still be part of the deal.
Instead, he recommended bed-rest, staying off my right leg as completely as humanly possible. So it's been two weeks now in a hospital bed, transferring briefly to a wheelchair and rolling around the house to get to exciting destinations like the bathroom and the kitchen. Mostly though, I lie in a hospital bed and watch TV. There's not a whole lot on in the afternoons, though I did enjoy watching all the Little League World Series games the past two weeks. This week and next there will be a ton of US Open tennis on the tube, but I'm not really that much into tennis. Still, any port in a storm.
Louise started school last week, and it looks like her autism class is going to have a lot more students this year. She'll be working hard, and could use some kind thoughts.
The good folks of Faith Presbyterian Church continue to be a big help. We've been getting meals, cards, even visits on a fairly regular basis. It's been great, and we continue to be thankful for their ministry.
I have about 10 more days of this before I get another set of X-rays and the ortho-guy decides what to do next. The possibilities range from, "You're healed! Pick up your pallet and walk." to "More rest. See you in a few weeks." to "Well, that's not working. On to Plan B." Whatever Plan B is . . .
I'll keep you posted.
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