So something unusual happened this week.. I was crutching through the house and I kicked my TOE!
Yes it hurt… however I couldn’t help smile as it’s the first time that I’ve honestly noticed my left leg has hit new lengths!! I mean I’ve seen the X-rays but they haven’t translated to a physical feeling of length.. until now.
I am definitely not keen to stub my toe again but more than anything I’m really trying to avoid sudden impact or movement of my ankle.
Deadset any knocks or sudden, unsupported movements to my ankle at the moment almost drop me on the spot. I figure the ligaments/tendons around my ankle are stretched to their absolute limit, if not torn.. at times during the day my ankle swells to the point I feel it may pop if hit by a sharp object. As a result my reflexes have transformed to those of the Karate Kid when presented with any risk of a bump!
Unfortunately there’s not a lot I can do to make it feel better either – I alternate between ice and heat packs and rub in Ice Gel and/or voltaren 24/7 (oh and drugs – in moderation 😜) #rosiesnursingtips
We have come such a long way in the daily rituals required for the lengthening process I now even have my very own assistant nurse.. Stella regularly takes on the clicking duties – she is always up for a challenge!!
I am back to the specialist on Tuesday 12 July and I’m hoping for awesome news..like ‘Hey your leg is really long let’s stop everything ‘!
However I know this isn’t the case and as you can see in this picture my tibia has a way to go yet..
So as a result of the fact I’m not there yet.. and won’t be for a little while longer, I am really trying to curb my whinging and stay focussed on the outcome.
I find myself regularly repeating phrases like – this is not a permanent arrangement, only a month or so to go, you can do this, be fearless!! A bit like my own audio self help book.. hey whatever works to get any ‘woe is me’ dialogue out of my head!
You see regardless of how I was born or my current discomfort I can honestly say that I am grateful and I need to focus on it.
I like the person that I am, I have the gifts of sight and sound, I can (and do) speak my mind, I love, laugh and overshare freely and I have a life full of beautiful family and friends who accept and love me.
I like that I like to drink too much champagne and sing publicly, hug people who don’t like it, kiss people cause they need it and find any excuse for a get together that I can…
So no matter what I think I don’t have, at times when my mind is allowed to wander, I am very aware of what I do have and I consider myself very lucky.
So hurry up leg (urging not whingjng) I’ve got champagne to drink, people to hug, tables to be danced on..