My_Foot

My Right Foot

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2020-09-05

Thank goodness for free Wifi and Netflix.

Dinner.

Lunch.

11:00 am, bandage change.

Surgery was cancelled so I get breakfast.

2020-09-07

Had surgery yesterday (went in around 4pm, and back in my
room around 8pm). Woke up this morning to the new me.

After letting the nausea meds kick in, I had a late breakfast.

Lunch.

Rehab starts; sitting in a wheelchair doing leg extensions.
Apparently this is critical for the prosthetic to fit properly.

Dinner.

2020-09-08

Breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Spent some more time in the wheelchair, and took
a walker down the hallway. Baby steps.

2020-09-09

Started stair training today.

Had to drink this before lunch.

Breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Word is the pick-line comes out tomorrow, after my last antibiotic drip.

My arsenal of moving devices.

Bed and a couple of pillows.

Lucky to have a room with a window.

Window view.

2020-09-10

Breakfast.

Went to the bathroom to do my business, and
came back to fresh bed sheets, gown, and a bag
of antiseptic wipes. All clean now.

They then wheeled away the device for my
antibiotic drip, and told me I don't need it anymore.

Pick-line removed.

Ruh-roh. Buddy went for his hip surgery, had a bit
of a cough, so they did a covid swab and brought
him back. Test results pending.

His test came back negative, so he was wheeled back off to surgery.

Spent some time on the small stairs. Hopefully
tomorrow is the big boy stairs.

Waiting in a wheelchair for dinner to arrive.

Dinner. Guess I forgot to take a picture of lunch.

They peeled back a bit of my bandage as it was
tight and a bit high and digging in to my leg.

Time for a shave.

2020-09-11

Good morning.

Had a crappy sleep. Fire alarms were going off for a few hours;
word was that somebody was smoking in the stairwell.

Bag breakfast; the elevators were down.

Had a poop and a pee, then put on some underwear.
Underwear have never felt so good.

Bag lunch; the elevators were still down.

Did some stair work; up four small steps and down three regular steps.

Got back to my room and spent an hour or so with a diabetes specialist. Learned a lot.

Got a new toy. And it has bluetooth!

Bag dinner. How hard is it to fix the fricking elevator?

Forgot I took this last week. Saw it in a
room in the hospital. What a name. LOL

2020-09-12

Another crappy sleep, so time to get up.

Yay, a real breakfast again.

Did more stair training; up four small stairs, down
three regular stairs. Short break, then up and down
three regular stairs. Good workout.

The small stairs have a 4" rise, and the regular
stairs have a 6" rise.

Lunch.

Got this from the diabetes doctor yesterday.

Hospital selfie.

Was told that tomorrow the bandage will be removed
for the first time. Hopefully all is well under there.

Dinner.

Tonight's smokey view.

2020-09-13

Breakfast.

Now I wait for physio or the rebandage team to
arrive. Time to stretch the leg and kill some time.

Bandage removed.

Wrapped back up. This now needs to be done daily.

Physio came by. Took me down to the test stairs
where I went up and down the regular stairs with
ease. I then said I wanted to try the stairs in the
stairwell. First was tough, second was easy, and
on the third, I didn't realize how tired I was and
needed help; went down them no problem. We
both agreed that I was tired, and it was seven
steps in total (I only have to get up three at home),
so I convinced them to let me rest, and after lunch
we can go back and do three steps in the stairwell
again. I know I can do it!

Lunch.

The head nurse came by and told me that she
is kicking me out of here tomorrow. Yay!

Took another trip to the stairwell. Went up and
down three steps. Struggled a bit, but was still
a bit fatigued from earlier. Felt good about it though.