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.