A continuation of
7am : Hey, look, I can wriggle my toes a little!
My nerve block began to wear off as I woke up on Thursday. Our babysitter was able to do school drop off. My wife and I ran some errands with me sitting lamely in the passenger seat.
Everything I do is lame now! I’m so lame!
Sigh.
11am: As the morning wore on my discomfort increased and I’m leaning toward more time off work. I think I’m mostly going to need to be on my back with my legs propped up high, making even working from home difficult if not impossible. I may go on short term disability pay for a little while.
Since the family craziness of 2020, I’ve been working overtime, feeling I’ve got to make up for some productivity loss that may not be perceived by anyone except me, so my wife is already enjoying the extra time we can spend together.
4pm: Wow, as evening came on the pain came on as well! I think the nerve block was fully wearing off and I’m feeling the surgery. I called and they said I should double up on the pain meds. This is fairly intense, and I’m very glad I have pain meds. I’m not shouting in pain but that’s how I would express myself with this level of pain. Wowzer. Ouch!
7pm: This is not moving in a good direction. Called the orthopedic office, they gave clarify on how much of the pain med I can take. Not sure how this will go. I’m going to take a pill on every even hour.
Next morning : I spent much /most of the night in a lot of pain, biting the blankets, trying to distract, the pain meds didn’t seem to do much. All night I felt like a Razor Gator (an alligator with razors for teeth) was latched onto my ankle and a fire whip was lashed around my heel. Did they give me pain meds or sugar pills?
I remember now being in pain meds as a teen, after my wisdom teeth were removed, and I felt all loopy and wasn’t in constant pain. I called the doctor and they’re going to try to call in a different medication. I stopped taking the first medication and 6 hours later feel just the same, so I don’t think it was doing much.
Healing from the injury and surgery is a doozy. BUT I’d choose this over how things were with my oldest son in 2020. A different type of pain for sure, and less destructive to the family.
