I was looking forward to today for over a week now! The stitches were coming out of my foot! Finally, I’d be able to walk flat-footed again. My toes hurt from all the tip toeing around! I got to my appointment a few minutes early and was taken in without even having to wait even though the waiting room was filled with other patients. The nurse took a look at the sutures and decided the doctor needed to take a look before she could take them out. I had a feeling this would happen. They weren’t ready to come out. Eight more days of stitches and hobbling around. The worst part is that they still hurt. My foot aches.
I feel guilty even complaining about it. After what I have seen Zach go through this summer and the rehab my dad has been going through, a few weeks of discomfort should not be making me so disappointed. But it is. I have so much to do to get ready for the beginning of the school year. I figured my timing was perfect. I scheduled the procedure for right after camp ended figuring I’d be up and at it just in time for school to begin.
The issue could be that I am doing too much. I don’t really have a choice though. It could also be that Neurofibromas are so unpredictable. They are basically benign tumors that attach to the nervous system. Of course there is a much more complex definition of what they are, but that is the basic explanation. Because of them being a bundle of nerves, they don’t all heal the same way. A perfect example of this happened when I was twenty-one. I had my wisdom teeth extracted and a nerve that was nicked during the procedure caused a part of my chin to be numb for years. Not completely numb, and no one could tell by looking at me, but Dave and I had a secret little signal for him to let me know when I had food dripping from my mouth since I couldn’t feel it!! I guess I knew even then he was a keeper 🙂
So with my foot, there is still some pain. Possibly because it is just in a place where I need to be standing on all of the time. Maybe because the nerves are affected differently. Whatever the reason, it is another week or so until we see how it heals. The doctor wants me to begin to try to put more pressure while standing on it so I will try. As for work, I will keep doing what I need to do to get my room ready. The kids arrive on Thursday. If all goes well, I will get my stitches out after school that day. That would mean only one day hobbling around with students there and by then, maybe my foot will be feeling well enough for me to wear a real shoe!