Yesterday was rough...

I had my first post-op appointment yesterday and from the time I woke up I could tell that it was going to be an "Alexander Day" (a Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day). I woke up with a splitting migraine and I was nauseous to the hills. I took a vicodin first thing in the morning to help curb the migraine pain (but of course this didn't help). I woke up at 9 so I could slowly get ready for my appointment. After shuffling to the bathroom and taking a bath with my feet hanging over the tub I managed to get dressed, but my nausea and splitting headache were still persistent. On the way to the doctor I got some coffee and aspirin to see if the caffeine would help with my headache, but of course it didn't. By the time I got to the doctor my head was hurting so bad that I was in tears and I was vomiting in the trash can. Gross.

They called me back for my post-op and I could barely stand to sit in the patient room with the bright lights on. My doctor allowed me to skip my x-rays because they'd already gotten x-rays in the operating room, and I couldn't bare the thought of standing up long enough to even get good x-rays. I got to see my toes for the first time, and let me tell you while they were straight they were not a sight for sore eyes. :-( They were swollen and a little bruised. I hated to see them like that. I know there's a healing process, but I think going into something like this you develop this fantasy that when the bandages come off it will be some sort of Cinderella Story. The bandages will come off and "wa-la" everything is perfect. Not so much.

I still have minimal movement and feeling in the toes that were operated on and they feel like they're "floating". I don't have any control of movement. I can't flex or bend my toes and forget about walking up stairs. Yea right. I have to walk up the stairs backwards because I don't have any flexibility in my toes yet. I was able to get out of the house yesterday and got to class, but I still couldn't drive myself.

I go back in a week to get my stitches out, which is exciting. I'm excited to see what my feet look like without any stitches or bandages or gauze. I am also anxious to see how my toes look when I'm putting pressure on them and they are flat to the ground. I will be sure to take pictures too.