I put a shoe on my right foot for the first time yesterday. It was painful and extremely uncomfortable; however I wanted to advance into the next stage- wearing a left and a right shoe. I will still wear my Aircast when necessary. It’s my go to accessory now, my comfort, my protector; I don’t feel right without it.
As I venture out a bit more these days into the big wild world, I fear that someone will inadvertently step onto my foot. It’s blind now you see; it will be forever infracted and offended no matter where it goes or what it is doing. For example, I’m already experiencing the delights of household folly-- dropping things like lotion bottles, spoons, books, cellphones, remotes etc. pretty close to Zipperfoot. It’s bound to make contact; I have to be ready for it. Fate, just please- give me a bit more time. I shudder to think what the impact would be; nothing life threatening (what a drama queen!) I suppose. I’m sure as long as there is no blade at the end of the handle; I’ll be fine…ahem.
As far as physiotherapy goes, still neck deep in it. It’s been 7 weeks , 3 times a week. We have been faithfully working on stretching out that stubborn tendon. I had asked the Specialist last week if he had tightened it a bit too much. I noticed today that the top of my foot is quite bruised, mostly likely the combination of wearing a shoe and the aggressive work on the tendon yesterday.
I can press my toe into the floor with a bit more strength now; it still won’t voluntarily wiggle unless I give it a bit of a boost. My gait has improved and I’m really working on trying to reduce the limp, which subsequently is more evident because of the fear of bending my toe.
My Nike running shoe seems to keep my foot snuggly in place. It’s very tight to get on and off, but it’s nice to finally wear a matching set of shoes. My physiotherapist asked me how I felt about wearing Orthopaedic shoes, I found this truly funny… really.
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