My first week of crutches has been challenging, but I haven't had any spills so far. I started out putting weight only on the tip of my foot, which my physical therapist said was ok for the time being, but that I needed to be able to plant my entire foot with each swing (25% weight-bearing of course). I tried for three days and the heel pain felt similar to being socked really hard with a blast of stars and electricity spreading. I was so disappointed and wondered if I needed to fight through it but decided to keep trying each day and wait until Friday to talk to the physical therapist.
Today when I swung and lightly planted my heel I felt absolutely nothing. Only toward the end of the day did I have some of that pain. I'm hoping I'll be ready to take a wedge out soon. I've also started up my workouts again with an emphasis on the exercises from my physical therapy. I feel a little more connected to myself, which is even more important during this big change at work.
I've been setting up interviews left and right, learning as much as I can at work (I officially know how to measure fonts, make trapezoids, and have been learning to use the Bézier tool like a ninja, a slow slow ninja), and still tackling my classes (though much of my enthusiasm, life force, and effort have been consumed elsewhere).
All is well for the moment. It helps so much that my healing is evident, we have interviews lined up, I've got Robert's support, my school assignments have been manageable, and I'm getting some of the graphic design basics down.
If there wasn't enough proof that I'm healing, Josie has gone back to mostly snuggling with Robert at night. He is, after all, her favorite, so I expected this to happen.
Thankfully, she still occasionally picks me.
Look at that smile!
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