In my haste to get upstairs to put my boot back on (YES I had the doctor's permission to have it off) to make things easier...I led with my bad foot. Nine weeks post surgery, no calf muscle, all my weight on the pad of my foot and snap. Ohhhhhhhhhh snap. I heard it. I felt it. Ouch. This hurt far more than the first time. Pretty sure the scream was a mixture of pain, fear, and grief. By the third scream it took Brian getting to my face and telling me it was going to be okay for me to realize the screaming crazy lady...was me.
Doctor said the repair held, but I need to stay off for 4 weeks. Back to the crutches and scooter. This is way harder to swallow the second time around. God is trying to teach me something....what is it....hmmmmm? PATIENCE and reliance on Him.
See....it was scream worthy, right? Popped the healed incision open.
That was a scream I will NEVER forget... It still makes me physically ill to recall it. I have never heard such pain vocalized. :( SO glad you're back up and around!
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