I have slowly been trying to walk but it hurts a lot to do because my foot looks like a Flinstone foot. It's also difficult to do because I am so slow with walking that I get impatient not getting someplace in the time I used to be able to do. Who would have thought that learning to walk again would be so painful. And I truly am not a fan of the difficulty that it is presenting me.
Today I got to get out of the house after blood work and went to Hospice because Mom had to get something from work. All the people were very nice and asking how I was doing. Standard response was I was good, swelling is down on my leg but my foot is swollen. I'm preparing myself for Friday when all of the people who work with Dad ask the same types of questions. I almost feel like I should wear a sign on the front of me that says I'm doing better, trying to walk and the swelling in my calf is down.
Before I get to the gross pictures that I find entertaining, meet the newest member of our family. This is Dublin who is in love with Harry Potter, or at least likes hiding under my bookcase and on top of Harry Potter. I'm sorry about the dust. Like I said this is behind my bookcase.
Onto the gross pictures-----some people are not going to be comfortable with them so if you are queasy I recommend going to another website at this moment.
The newest place of my blood work being done. This is the worst that my arm has looked since the start of getting my blood work done.
Feet look absolutely disgusting but please note the size difference of my two feet. Even the ankle. It's so disgusting how the swelling on my leg exploded.
Dun-dun-dun The dreaded calf. The indents are from my sweatpants so they are not there all the time. But even though this looks huge, you have no idea how much better this looks like from two weeks ago. Yes, it has already been two weeks. Crazy huh?
Love you all and thank you again for the continual support and well wishes throughout this whole ordeal
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