Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Flat on my back

Since Friday, the majority of my days (and entirety of my nights) have been spent flat on my back in my bed. I'm trying to be good. Trying to give the knee a lot of rest no weight on it, elevate it, ice it. I'm not allowed to roam the house. Mr. Dog keeps a close watch on me. Not that he won't let me get up, but he does remind me that I have dreams of this knee healing up quickly and with my clumsy nature being up on crutches is likely to be at odds with that goal. Since our living room is upstairs. Up the treacherous flight of stairs put in when the house was built back in 1906 for people with tinier feet and a love of odd riser heights. Though I assert I could make it upstairs on my crutches, Mr. Dog just laughs and shakes his head. "Fine," he says with his indulgent grin. "But how would you get back down?" And that more or less ends that discussion.

Since mobility is out of the picture for the time being, I've been filling my time other ways.
I've watched all 14 episodes of Firefly.
And Serenity, the Firefly movie
I've surfed the web, seeking out information on knee injuries and recovery times
I've spent way too much time of Facebook
I've caught up on email
I've talked on the phone
I've napped
I've watched all the back episodes of shows I like but can't watch around the kids
I've watched an endless loop of Scooby Doo with the boys when they want to snuggle with me
I've petted the dogs because they think I'm finally smart enough to figure out it's a good day when you don't ever leave the bed
Today I had phone meetings
Covered work email
Caught up on many items on my work to do list
I've been brought meals in bed
I've been brought pain meds in bed
I've been brought a stash of trashy magazines, chocolate and homemade blackberry sorbet-right to my bed.
But honestly, I'm so over this. I want to be up and around. Walking. Driving. Cooking. I'm a terrible patient.

But tomorrow I'll find out what the future holds. I went to the orthopedic surgeon today, he referred me for an MRI which I got this afternoon. He'll let me know what it says tomorrow. I don't think my options are all that great. One involves surgery, the other no surgery but a long recovery. And I'm sure there are other options that we didn't discuss. I still think he may find a badger in there, but Mr. Dog keeps telling me that's nuts. But at least finding out will involve a nice drive to the doctor's office to break up my day in bed.

6 comments:

chihuahua5 said...

hang in there. i'm stopping by tomorrow/wed to check on you.
you should start watching BSG dvds. i love you and sending you "heal fast" vibes.

Christi A said...

I know this looks scary but try out this how-to video to learn to use crutches on stairs (it is near the end of the video), but make sure Dave is in front or behind you when you first attempt it. I've been trying to search for the one that helped me last year but can't find it! Once I learned how to do this I felt immeasurable freedom. forgive the horrible accompanying music, if you want to call it that, or just mute it :) http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1443904327865061134

Christi A said...

I know this looks scary but try out this how-to video to learn to use crutches on stairs (it is near the end of the video), but make sure Dave is in front or behind you when you first attempt it. I've been trying to search for the one that helped me last year but can't find it! Once I learned how to do this I felt immeasurable freedom. forgive the horrible accompanying music, if you want to call it that, or just mute it :) http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1443904327865061134

ML said...

I'm sorry for your injury. Or more really your confinement. Sending warm wishes for a rapid recovery. (no gymnastics on the crutches)

Nicebloke said...

Hope it's not as bad as you fear. Get well soon...

Beth said...

For some reason, my knee is feeling funny. Must be sympathy pains...

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