Hello, friends! It’s now been a week since I had surgery to repair my ruptured Achilles’ tendon. To me, that means I’m one week closer to running again! I’ve had so many supportive people in my life since the injury and that’s given me a ton to thank God for. As dark as this world can seem sometimes, there’s plenty of kindness to go around.
The hardest part for me so far has been the paranoia associated with potentially messing up the surgeon’s excellent work. Any time I move funny, tap my leg on something or anything else that I believe is abnormal, I worry that I’m going to set myself back to square one. So far, I’ve been able to have faith that things are moving in the right direction and that I’ve been cautious enough.
One small goal that I had for this week is to work on reducing my need for painkillers. I was initiallly given Hydrocodone (Loretab, I think), which are good for reducing pain while also not turning your brain into loopy mush. They weren’t quite good enough for a decent night’s rest though, so Jen lobbied to get me something a little stronger. I was given Percocet and BOY does that stuff work. I only took them at bedtime and they certainly helped me rest easy.
I had plenty of motivation to ease off the meds. First, I know how addictive these things can be. Second, I have SO MANY delicious beers just sitting in my fridge! By Thursday, I managed to get off of the meds during the day, have a beer or two in the evening and then take a painkiller if I woke up in the middle of the night due to pain. I haven’t had a single painkiller today, so I consider this a win!
My other problem has been trying to figure out what to do with all of the energy and restlessness that I’m currently dealing with. My amazing running friends picked me up and took me to coffee on Friday and that helped. They went running beforehand, but they were very nice not to rub that in my face haha.
Today I went for my first “official” walk on crutches. I even posted it on Strava!
I’ve been hopeful that perhaps I have mutant healing powers, like Wolverine. The doctors are going to see my leg and be in complete shock about my recovery. Maybe I’ll be running next week!
I have a follow-up appointment on 12/27. I hope to get good news about the healing process and more information about how this whole thing will go. I’m managing to stay optimistic, much of that is thanks to those around me. We got this!