In the morning/10 hours from now, I may be released from the bondage of my walking boot!
I haven’t seen the orthopedic surgeon in 5 weeks.
And Dr. P. I’m expecting you to come through for me here.
At that point, I had 3 mm of bone growth left to go.
1 cm gaps take months to move together and then fuse with any integrity.
It’s getting to the point where it’s 22 celcius and I’m pouring sweat out of one leg…and after a hot day in the boot….I am ashamed to say, I can smell myself.
My right leg is a withery gross little appendage.
I’m celebrating by booking a massage and maybe some acupuncture.
And you thought I was going to say something cool like, go to Vegas?
What’s happened in your life to try your patience?