I was told recently that hand or foot surgery are some of the most difficult and painful surgeries. Since I’ve had both in 6 months, I have learned some things and tried to grow from each experience.
The hand debacle was related to a sego palm scratch. I saw an article in a local publication recently stating these plants were indeed toxic but not a danger to mammals. I beg to differ! Losing the use of my hand temporarily and having a PICC line (IV line) dangling from the other arm were surreal and I can only say thank God that situation ended (after 7 months of MD care for what’s called “DReSS Syndrome.”) During that season, my gratitude expanded for others who supported me and I came to realize one’s health can disappear instantly. I gained an urgency to live better, care more and fully embrace life.
This recent foot surgery involved 10 years of onset resulting in plates and screws that now reside in there. I’m losing range of motion but hopefully can walk pain free from now on. For those who have endured foot surgery and come away unchallenged, you have my upmost respect. This scooter thing is a royal pain to back up with in narrow spaces. I find myself propelling forward long distances to avoid backing up. My dogs look at me like, “Why are going over there when our food bowl is right here?”
I have also learned I am terribly inefficient. I have been wasting so much of my life cleaning up and darting here and there for what? Sitting still I am reading more and thinking more (the latter can be both good and bad).
Use of limbs is a gift. We take it for granted every day and I get it. Once their function is removed, however, it becomes all one can think about. Going days without basic self care is demoralizing. I look forward to walking again in a week and a half. At least, I assume that.
If you are dealing with hand or foot surgery, know this too shall pass. Just don’t try to ride a scooter on uneven grassy terrain and by all means avoid sego palms.
Fourundertwo 