Saturday, July 16, 2011

Heel Pain Came and Went

During the week I experienced some intermittent heel pain.  It frightened me, because I was so used to feeling nothing.  It lasted about three days, and for some reason it aggravated me the most when I went up and down the stairs.  Of course I thought that my implant was loosening and that I needed to see my doctor, and just as I was ready to schedule an appointment, the heel pain went away. The pain out of nowhere is a mystery to me, and since it is gone, I will leave it at that.  Surely after such a major surgery, strange sensations will pop up, perhaps in the many months to come. 

I know I'm okay, because today I did some major shopping.  Two and a half to three hours worth of walking around on unfriendly hard surface.  I wore a "regular" pair of shoes, and my ankle did very well.  I got a cramp in one of my toes (my Skechers always seem to do that, I don't know why)  on my left foot, and had to end my spree.  At least I didn't have to end it because of my ankle.....my new and amazing ankle that has helped me to be "me" again.  I joke with my family, I say "oh, so you just like me 'cause I'm better, I see, I get it...."

Lately my focus has been on lightening the load, so to speak.  I must lose the weight that I gained from laying around and eating extremely well after my surgery. For the longest time I have had intentions of hitting the gym, and working it hard, like I used to.  I haven't done that yet.  I think I got used to not going to the gym and just living a lazy life. Well, I'm proud to say that the laziness has ended!  Finally, my mindframe is in check. I haven't gone to the gym yet (there's a method to my madness) because first I want to drop fifteen to twenty pounds, which I can do in about three weeks.  Don't gasp, I've done it before, the healthy way. I have been swimming though, which to me, is the perfect exercise,  2nd to rowing, in my book.  When you put your mind to it, those initial pounds are somewhat easy to lose.  Trust me, it's true.  Weight loss is mind over matter. No fads, no diets, just pure common sense.  I take the common sense approach, and with that, a couple of years ago I lost 60 lbs in 7 months.  So now I have to do it again:).

My path to weight loss has positively nothing to do with vanity, my husband loves me no matter what, as I do him.  My daughters think I am perfect the way I am.  My path to weight loss has everything to do with protecting my precious implant.  I want this implant to last as long as it possibly can, and for every pound I lose, life to the implant is added.  My goal is to cause less stress on my ankle.  When I see my doctor next December, I will be at the very least, and I mean the very least, forty pounds lighter.  I'm secretly working toward 60. We'll see......  I'll be sure to keep you posted.  I got serious five days ago and have been successful in adhering to a maximum of 1500 calories a day. When I start going to the gym again, my calorie intake will be higher. If you're working out, you must be sure to have enough calories to sustain your activity level. A friend of mine told me that when I couldn't understand why I was so tired during and after workouts, and it stuck. Anyway, I haven't weighed myself so I don't know what I've lost in the last "serious" five days.  I'll give myself another couple of weeks before I get on the scale.  Then, I'll be able to post actual weight loss. 

You see, my doctor told me I was a "big person." My heart sank, and I knew he was right. Having said that, I am six feet tall, so I am automatically big.  But a couple of years or less ago, I was probably 40-60 pounds "smaller"....  when he said yes to the ankle replacement surgery.  I do believe that my most wonderful doctor is counting on me to re-lose my weight, and I don't blame him. This is his craftsmanship on the line.   So....it's July, I see Dr. Johnson in Decemeber.  I'm setting my sights at a fifty pound weight loss between now and then.  There you have it.  I know I've lost at least 5, just by the way I feel and the way my clothes are fitting.  45 to go.

My best to all of you, my family, friends, and Googlers, Bingers, and Yahooers....  wishing you ALL a pain free life!

~Suzanne

Friday, July 8, 2011

16 (almost 17) Weeks Post-op

When I looked into my crystal ball prior to my ankle replacement surgery, I saw at least six months of pain, blood, sweat, and tears.  I thought that I would have many mountains to climb before I reached my "peak" so to speak.  No, I didn't intend to rhyme, but it works, at least for me. :)  What I mean is, I never thought that at nearly seventeen weeks post-op, I would be where I am today.  I never dreamed that in a million years, I could feel this good now.  It is astounding, to say the very least.

Sometimes I get sad, when I read about the trials and tribulations of those who have undergone the same surgery that I have.  I often wonder why I have been so lucky... why I have been so fortunate. I wish that they could get to tell the same story that I do. I know that when all is said and done, they are all okay, and feeling better... it's a different experience for all of us.  One thing I do know, is that I had a LOT of people praying for me....goodness sakes, my aunt is a sister and she sent her prayer request out to 350 people in her congregation!  That on top of my family and friends.  I believe in the power of prayer, more than ever now, as I have no other explanation for my success, other than of course, my most amazing surgeon, Dr. Jeffrey Johnson.  Much of my freedom from pain MUST having everything to do with his handy work, his precision.  In my mind, he is like family to me.  I will never ever forget him.  In six months, we get to meet again. Our appointments post surgery have been  lighthearted due to my outward happiness..... I often wonder if Dr. Johnson really grasps the positive impact he has had on my life.  Surely my bear hug was clue, but does he know??  Does he know that he gave me my life back?  I'll be sure to remind him in December.

Before my surgery the pain got so bad that I didn't even want to get out of bed, because I didn't want to face it for another day.  Heck, sometimes I didn't even get into my bed and slept downstairs in my chair because I didn't want to deal with the pain of going up the stairs.  I was depressed and didn't want to go anywhere or do anything.  I was consumed by guilt because I couldn't be the best mother to my children, or the best wife to my husband.  It was a downward spiral in the truest sense of the word.  My pain consumed me, and sucked away my life...literally.  I'm putting this into words because I know there is someone out there who will google this blog, read it, and find relief in knowing that they are not alone.  I felt like I was alone....until I Googled.  Thank God for Google, and Yahoo, and Bing.  Pain is horrible, but we can beat it.  Know that, believe that. 

What have I been doing since my last post...hmmmmm.  A LOT!  We have been spending many hot days at the pool and I am now able to flutter my right foot which is huge.  I wasn't able to a few weeks ago, it hurt too much, now I flutter away with my freestyle stroke and it feels perfectly fine!  The feeling is like waking up and stretching, that good ahhhhh feeling.  That's how I felt when I fluttered....I can swim!  Uh, I've been cleaning my house, going up and down the stairs no problem...but when I want help, I feign pain.  Just kidding. I can do it.  We went to a festival for the 4th of July, I walked around just fine, on very uneven terrain, for a long time. Eventually I swelled so I sat down.  I've been to the mall with my girls and have been fine, if I can mall it with my daughters I can do anything! In a nutshell, I am experiencing life as usual....which is very unusual for me.

On a scale from 1 to 10 on pain I would give myself a 0 to 1.  Occasionally at night I get what I call random nerve firings, which I attribute to nerves waking up.  I expect to feel them for a long time, as nerves are slow to heal, and many were put to sleep during surgery.  It makes me jump, but then it's gone.  Occasionally I feel some pain in my inner ankle area, but nothing to write home about.  Generally if I feel pain, it is short lived. So yes, life is good. My limp is almost gone...  I have a spring in my step. Everyday I wake up and remember that I can just stand up and walk.  Life is good.

It's always a thrill for me to see that I have readers from all over the world!  Thank you to all of you, I hope that you have learned that ankle replacement surgery is an option for you.  If you have any questions, please feel free to email me, you can find my email address in my profile. 

Thank you to the United States, Germany, Canada, United Kingdom, Singapore, South Africa, Finland, France, Australia, Sweden, Greece, Ireland, Brazil, Venezuela, Vietnam, British Virgin Islands, Russia, New Zealand, Slovenia, Poland, Latvia, Philippines, Peru, Italy, Denmark, Netherlands, India, Hong Kong, Norway, Hungary, Bulgaria, Malaysia.....  and to EVERYONE who has taken the time to listen to my story. 


Best Always,
Suzanne