Tuesday, March 18, 2008
2 YEARS AND COUNTING.......
2 years today.
Exactly 2 years ago I had my second birth.
Once again I couldn't walk, couldn't get onto the potty by myself let alone wipe my arse, had trouble feeding myself, couldn't even roll over.
Two years on and I find myself in a much better state physically and mentally.
The recovery process is still in progress, but the end is nearing.
Both the rehab doctor and physiotherapist are talking of setting me up in a gym for a while to work on strngthening my body, a good step as it means I have reached another level in my recovery.
It has all taken much much longer than I expected or was actually necessary, but all in all I'm happy with the outcome.
I'm still expecting some plastic surgery on my lower right leg later in the year.
The surgeon who worked on it won't be back until May, but I don't want to let someone else at it as she did all the original work.
The plan is to reduce the size of the scar.
The surgery was performed when my leg was very swollen with the last stages of compartment syndrome.
It still swells up a lot today and I always wear a double pressure bandage to try to alleviate it to some extent.
I'm hoping that by reducing the size of the scar, therefore the amount of loose skin, the leg's ability to swell so much will also be reduced.
That should be the last surgery for quite some time I reckon.
So here we are, two years on.
I feel I have achieved things both medically and personally with which I'm happy with.
Now I can start to concentrate a bit less on rehab and more on living my life, developing my relationships with friends and loved ones as well my new found passion of photography.
Cheers to all who have helped and supported me on this journey.
.
Exactly 2 years ago I had my second birth.
Once again I couldn't walk, couldn't get onto the potty by myself let alone wipe my arse, had trouble feeding myself, couldn't even roll over.
Two years on and I find myself in a much better state physically and mentally.
The recovery process is still in progress, but the end is nearing.
Both the rehab doctor and physiotherapist are talking of setting me up in a gym for a while to work on strngthening my body, a good step as it means I have reached another level in my recovery.
It has all taken much much longer than I expected or was actually necessary, but all in all I'm happy with the outcome.
I'm still expecting some plastic surgery on my lower right leg later in the year.
The surgeon who worked on it won't be back until May, but I don't want to let someone else at it as she did all the original work.
The plan is to reduce the size of the scar.
The surgery was performed when my leg was very swollen with the last stages of compartment syndrome.
It still swells up a lot today and I always wear a double pressure bandage to try to alleviate it to some extent.
I'm hoping that by reducing the size of the scar, therefore the amount of loose skin, the leg's ability to swell so much will also be reduced.
That should be the last surgery for quite some time I reckon.
So here we are, two years on.
I feel I have achieved things both medically and personally with which I'm happy with.
Now I can start to concentrate a bit less on rehab and more on living my life, developing my relationships with friends and loved ones as well my new found passion of photography.
Cheers to all who have helped and supported me on this journey.
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