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mismatched socks

So I no longer need to wear the boot all the time. The doctor gave me the okay to remove it when I’m just sitting around. I DO need to wear it when I’m up and walking, though.

So I’m thinking I now need to make sure I’m matching my socks again. For the last four weeks, only my right foot was ever visible, so I just grabbed whatever out of the sock drawer. This morning I came home from the doctor and took my boot off. My left foot had a thin, white, summer-weight sock that I wore because it fit fairly easily over the bandage wrap I’ve been wearing all this time. My right foot had a normal, heavier gray sock.

It doesn’t matter all that much when I’m out and about, since I will have the boot on then. But I feel silly sitting on the couch looking at mismatched socks on my feet.

It is nice that I no longer need to wear the bandage-wrap thing anymore. I can actually get my foot wet again! And maybe soon the weird purple lines along the incisions will wash away.

The bones that they cut in my foot are now about a third of the way back to solid. So they are not yet fully knitted back together. According the the doctor, they should be at about two thirds in four weeks when I have my next followup. Then about another month to heal up the rest of the way, which means that hopefully my foot will be getting back to normal sometime in April!

Here’s the funny thing. I’m now allowed to put weight on the foot, although I need to walk in a sort of straight-legged Frankenstein style so that I don’t bend my toes the way you normally do when you walk. The boot sort of forces that anyway. I’m still using crutches for support as I don’t fully trust the foot. But at the moment, I am SLOWER walking like that than I am just using crutches and keeping the foot up off the ground, the way I walked for the last four weeks.

I suppose I’ll get used to it and speed up. But right now I feel just as I did in the first few days after the surgery, all slow and clumsy and unable to really get around well.

It did feel weird to feel something solid below my foot when I first shuffled out of the doctor’s office this morning.