Healing My Heel

So roughly three weeks ago, I posted about my car accident and the fractured heel that resulted from it. And in that three weeks, updating people about my condition sadly hasn't even crossed my mind. But I just now decided that maybe I should give everybody - all zero of the people that read this blog - a little status report.

As it stands right now, I'm not having surgery on my foot. The doctors I spoke to gave the surgery (which would have resulted in pins, screws, and maybe a plate being inserted into my heel) a 50/50 chance of actually being beneficial, and those were odds I simply didn't want to take. I chose to just let the bone heal on its own. It'll never be perfect, but I'd rather have my foot be just "okay" than run a risk of it being worse. Know what I mean?

Surgery is actually still an option. But since it's been a month since the accident, the window for the pins and whatnot has been closed. Any surgery I have now will be to fuse all the bones in my ankle together to offset any pain I may have. Hopefully that won't be an option I'll need to choose down the line, since I'm not exactly in any mood to be operated on. Surgery's never been very high on my bucket list, after all.

I'm still scared, though, because I don't know how this situation is going to turn out. I want to be all healed up and I hate having to wait to get there. This whole "put on a happy face" thing I try to do only goes so far, because the whole thing is making me so depressed. I want the life I had before my wreck back; I want to be able to go and do and be instead of sitting around bed-ridden all the time.

I have another follow-up with my doctor next week, so I'm hoping he'll have some good news for me. Good news is really all I have to look forward to right now. I know I won't be able to get up and walk any time soon, but I'd be satisfied with a "things are progressing quite nicely." At this point, I'll take what I can get.

Breaking News

Though this is my own personal blog, I don't really give a lot of personal details here. Thoughts and opinions, sure, but very rarely do I go in depth about myself. It's just a matter of privacy, is all. I don't want to air all of my dirty laundry out there for God and everybody to see. But something happened to me a couple of weeks ago and I have to talk about it. If and when I go through these posts years down the line, I want to be able to remember it.

What happened was that I was in a car wreck the Sunday after Thanksgiving, November 27th. I came upon a car accident on the highway and couldn't slow down quickly enough, and swerved to avoid hitting another vehicle. Just my luck, I ended up rear-ending a fire truck that was on the scene. Lucky for me there were already EMTs on the scene, since I was hurt in the wreck. Turns out the only thing seriously wrong with me, though, was that I fractured the heel of my right foot.

And let me tell you, folks, it hasn't been fun. The pain has been bothersome enough, but what bugs me the most is the fear. I'm scared to death of what will happen to me. I'm scared of potentially needing surgery to put pins and plates into my foot to rebuild it. I'm scared of wearing a cast if I don't get the surgery. I'm even scared of traffic now, if you can believe that. (A little psychological trauma goes a long way.)

I've tried putting on a happy face for the last two weeks, but it's really hard to do when you're worried all the time and when the pain is almost too much to bear. I'm just hoping for some kind of good news to come my way soon, because I could use it. We'll just have to see how it goes.

That's really all I can do at this point. Just see how things go.