Thank you so much for all the good wishes that you have sent my way. It seems to be working -- the surgery went off without a hitch on Friday. I stayed overnight in the hospital for pain management -- is it wrong that I fell totally in love with my very own personal patient-controlled morphine pump? -- and came home Saturday. There were some bad moments Saturday as we got home; the morphine had worn off and the pain pills had not yet kicked in, and my ankle hurt as much as it had the night I broke it. Tears and hugs ensued, and eventually the pain was back under control. And I slept pretty much straight through to Sunday morning.
I have a delightful x-ray of the ankle showing all the screws and the plate that the doc put into my ankle, but I can't show it to you -- camera is in my tote bag next to me but cable is in my office. That seems to be often the case; the thing I want/need is not within reach and thus could just as well be a million miles away. Smokey's rheumatoid arthritis keeps him from being as mobile as he would like, so we both are trying to exercise as much patience as possible. This can be a challenge, but a good lesson to learn, nevertheless.
Oh! My Bear just brought me what needed to show you the x-rays. All together now: Thank you, Smokey!
Thus endeth for anatomy lesson for tonight.
