Hit me baby one more time

One last time is more like it. On Thursday, I will go under the knife for a third (and final????) ankle surgery. Needless to say i am not looking forward to it. I know what to expect and it's not pleasant. The surgery itself is OK, I'll be asleep. No worries there. It's the next 6 months that suck.

The first week after surgery is not so bad. I am extremely drugged up and basically sleep the week away, which is good since I have a bandage wrap on. The cast doesn't come until 10 days after surgery so that swelling goes down. Once the cast is on is when the fun begins. I basically sit on my ass ,(which expands during the process by the way, I gained 25lbs last go around), watch tv, movies, or play on the net. I am still drugged somewhat, so I can't concentrate on reading yet. I actually get bored watching the View and Days of our Lives, can you imagine? I do have a Wii and Playstation 2, so maybe those will help a bit.

I'll probably have my cast on 9 weeks. Then starts the fun of rehab. Now don't get me wrong, I love my physical therapist, Tara. She is awesome and makes it fun. However, the home exercises suck. I'll also go back to work by then so I have to manage the pain of PT with working.

Oh I am not looking forward to this. Plus I get a third summer that I wont get to go swimming, enjoy festivals and fairs, and basically am inside the whole time. At least I have Tim to take care of me, which he does well. He even puts up with my whining (I know, hard to believe that I whine). Baxter will provide some much needed company as well. This surgery I also have our roomie and BFF Renee to help out. Thank God. Someone needs to clean the house. I'll post periodically to update you on my progress, and to bitch and moan a bit.