Sitting, Waiting, Wishing

For the past few days, I have been waking up to text messages from my parents asking me how I'm feeling.  Then a text from Teddi, one of my other "mothers" asking how the leg feels today. And often to round it out, Kate sends me a Facebook message asking how this little patient is doing.  It brings a smile to my face everyday to hear from them, I just wish I had better information then "it's swore. I'm good. Still hurts a bit."

Nothing much has changed the past two days as far as developments.  My foot is swollen like it's job as well as my calf still.  My dad said the doctor had talked about that but I don't remember any mention of that in our talks with the doctor. The pain becomes unbearable when I don't take my pain medicine but I have been trying to stay on top of that because I just don't have a tolerance for pain whatsoever.

I didn't cry when I got the shot yesterday which is a plus because I didn't make my dad feel like crap.  It still hurts when it happens but I didn't want to make him feel bad.  It's weird because a tingling starts to happen once the injection is out of my body and stays for a couple of minutes. And it's a sort of hurtful tingling that I made sure is normal with the doctor that first time. It is. What type of medicine hurts after the injection is given? Seriously, boogles my mind.

Yesterday I got my very first visitor! Meghan came over and we sat on the couch and just chatted, basically about everything that had been happening with me but I also got to hear about her holiday. I love visitors. Brings smiles to my face.  During the visit, the doorbell rang and I got flowers and a beautiful balloon from my work friends.  To say I didn't cry would be a lie. I blubbered like a little baby, especially when I saw the Boom Boom on the little card.  It's the little things that make me happy.

The highly anticipated doctor's appointment is today and I can not wait to go.  Which is very unusual because I know I have to get blood drawn and I hate that with a passion.  Trying to find veins with thin blood should be a blast, I just hope I don't get poked and prodded a lot. I also hope they tell me I'm on the mend, even though they originally said it's going to take two, possibly three weeks. GROSS but I'll take it to feel better.

I'll update after the doctor's appointment with hopefully good news. Cross your fingers and toes people!