Day 85: Last wedge & rounding a corner

I had read horror stories online.  Taking out the last wedge and transitioning to flat was reportedly the worst transition yet. I was pretty nervous but at the same time excited because walking had become a billboard on the side of the highway not too far ahead instead of a speck on the horizon.

So I removed that last wedge, and you know what? For me, it was the easiest removal yet.  I used the crutches one time and then ditched them again.

Later in the week, I would explain that looking back, I realized that Monday I turned some sort of corner where I got A LOT of my life back. The recliner became somewhere I rested instead of the place where I lived.  It was a momentous day!

Bye bye wedges!

Day 79: Saved by the doctor

Tuesdays are the day that Dr. Fischer is at the New Berlin clinic, where I go to PT. On this Tuesday, I dejectedly hobbled into the therapy area. I could've sworn there was even a storm cloud hovering over my head.  I'd been GRUMPY for two days with the refrain "two more weeks... two more weeks..." running through my brain.

I spilled my depressed guts to my physical therapist. Before you know it, he had Dr. Fischer in the PT area looking at my foot and delivering SWEET salvation. He said I could take out this last wedge after only ONE week. 

My mood instantly improved. The dark cloud rolled away.  Somehow one more week was SO much more tolerable than two!

Day 78: Disappointing Discovery

I went to take out what I thought was my last wedge and found I actually had TWO still in there! Two. More. Weeks. in the boot. So DEPRESSING!

See this is how many wedges I started with.... 4! Not 3... (not sure how I lost count).

So now I've removed 3 wedges. But I'm still not to flat.

This is what I'm down to as of today. Still. one. more. left. 😭

I spent the rest of the day in a funk. I had SO been counting on getting rid of this boot!

Day 64: Wedge 2 hits the road

Time rolled around for the second wedge to be removed. It was about as traumatic as the first wedge. I had to go back to using the crutches to get around for the first few days, and I was in a lot of pain as well. However, after a couple of days, I was back to hobbling around on my boot with no crutches, and I was one step closer to walking!

Day 51: Lonely 4th of July

I spent the Fourth of July all by myself. In a way it was actually a big step forward. My family had not left me alone very much. But I was super lonely.

Partly because I had overdone it on Saturday at a family picnic, and partly because the day before I had removed my first wedge, I had to really take it easy on the 4th.

So my family went off without me to serve with our church in the parade, and later the kids went to fireworks and a cookout as well. But I got to binge watch A LOT of Hawaii Five-O!

Day 50: First wedge out

I took out the first wedge! It was NO joke!  My foot did NOT like this new position. The boot seemed to rub in totally different places. I had to go back to using crutches initially until my foot could get used to it.

The first wedge.... it took about two days to get used to its removal.