So yeah, 3 weeks post-op and I'm handling it well. At least it's pretty outside now so I can patio-drink like a champ.
I had a doctor's visit on Monday where he vetoed my plan to get out of my monster brace. I mean, I guess I didn't go to medical school or anything, so he probably knows best and isn't just out to make my life miserable. I GUESS. (Actually my doc is pretty cool, he called my smile ebullient, because I'm a cheerful motherfucker. This is the same guy who said he'd never seen someone with a torn ACL in such good humor. Project what you want to receive, is all I have to say about that.)
Do guys dig scars the same way chicks dig scars?
That red mark on my right leg is from busting it in heels months ago.
Today: Start slowly with a stationary bike at physical therapy (followed by a pumpkin spice iced coffee, because PT hurts like a bitch and a half and iced coffee is the only cure)
4 weeks: Unlock the brace and walk with a bent knee
5 weeks: New, smaller brace
6 weeks: HEELS! Just kidding. (Womp.)
From there it depends on how well I do in PT. I had my meniscus repaired too, so that also adds time. Fuck yeah, multiple injuries! She said sarcastically.
1: Straighten my leg. I have about 10 degrees to go before I can straighten it completely.
2: Strengthen my quad muscle. The only way to move forward is to be able to control and stabilize my leg and knee with my quad. I'm not saying I can't, I'm just saying I might need a little more practice before I climb any mountains.
I know a few of you out there have injuries too. A lot of you have told me your stories and told me it's okay to be angry. You're right, it is okay. But then you need to move forward, keep your chin up and be positive about recovery! (Pro tip: When I'm sad and/or angry, I go look at this blog for a while and feel better. Seriously.) The problem is when we stay angry.
Happy hump day, my turkeys. May you celebrate accordingly.