Seven weeks is a long time. On one hand, it seems like time has gone by super fast. On the other hand, it has been so long since I walked unaided or took a shower standing up that the surgery seems a very long time ago. Today at the pool I got talking to one of the lifeguards who had ruptured her Achilles last year. Somehow she survived the whole ordeal living in a third story apartment with no elevator! She commented how she recalled feeling like she had been on crutches forever and was longing just to be able to walk even in the boot. That’s kind of how I am feeling at the moment. I would love to be able to be able to get up off the couch and walk to the next room without needing crutches or the iWalk. I’m able to do relatively a lot now between swimming, biking, aqua jogging, and strength training, but walking, which is such a basic human action, still eludes me. It feel a little backwards. The funny thing is that I’m not actually sure when I’m supposed to be able to be fully weight bearing, i.e. walk unaided. I’ve pressed my doctor at every appointment for time frames on swimming, biking, and aqua jogging but I haven’t really asked about walking. I’m pretty sure it will be a few more weeks but I will find out for sure at my appointment on Monday.
I’m extraordinarily busy with work. So much so that I am not actually going to work right now unless I really have to because I can do everything from home and I save a lot of time and stress by not having to get ready and get there. I’m mentally firing on all cylinders right now but I do wish I had several extra weeks to get ready for the April trial deployment. April will be a rough month without a doubt and I’m not sure what my physical status will be by then. In the meantime, I’m just trying to focus on continuing to eat and sleep well and follow doctor’s instructions so I’m in the best shape I can be in before what will inevitably be the month from hell arrives. On that note, PT is tomorrow and I have exercises to do.