The Cast is Off, Now the Boot

I have got to post some pix of this space boot I now wear. Just think of "Lost in Space."


But Hooray!! The cast is gone! I've never been so excited about a doctor's appointment in all my life. I waited with much anticipation as the Dr. Assistant sawed my cast off. The unveiling of my puny, atrophied calf was a welcomed sight. The space boot is easier to walk in, but it will take some practice. At least I can take the air cast off when I bathe and sleep. And I'm just tickled pink about that! It is no more stylish than my red cast, but the dull gray walking boot allows me more ease of mobility.


Now the next phase. I will wear the air cast for 4 weeks. I am still unable to drive or play the piano, but 6 weeks of this process is behind me...I'm almost half way through this ordeal.


After the air cast, I will "transition" into a brace and begin my physical therapy. That will last another 4 weeks. *sigh* Sometimes I think this will never end. As much as I want to rush this and get it behind me, I am very much aware of how careful I must be. Even though I am 6 weeks into this, I still can't move my foot left to right. It is painfully stiff, and trying to move my ankle in any direction other than up and down could result in the ligaments detaching from the bone. And I really don't want that.


I have to be grateful. At least I won't spend Christmas and New Years on crutches!