Grueling Year

Grueling Year

Last year has been the roughest for me. I had both my secondary achilles repaired in both ankles. For the 1st repair I took only 2 weeks off and for the 2nd it was a long grueling 6 weeks (boredom). Anyhow, I got through both with some ease until it was time for the physical therapy. They are now doing what it called scraping and it is the most painful procedure I ever had to go through. Just thinking about it makes my skin crawl. Last week the therapist is suggesting therapy should now be two times a week; one for the scraping and the other for strengthening the achilles itself. Not looking forward to that at all. Other than this, seems like never ending procedure, all is well! Well at least I thought all was well. Fast forward to May 2017.

Had my lovely vacation schedule for the end of May. Taking this much needed road trip in honor of my brother who passed away 2 years ago. He was mentioned in previous posts. This trip I took is my first long trip without any human being or my lovely, now very old dog, Barak. As soon as work was over I was right on the highway for the next 7 hours. That was fine until I got halfway to my first destination when I found out I did not renew my truck tags. Man was I scared. When I arrived to my first stop, I got on the computer, paid for my tags, and the next morning went to FEDex and printed off my information to carry around with me. It felt a little better to have that done although my sticker was still out-of-date.

After getting that sticker I was back on the highway heading to my second destination. I was not even halfway and I began to feel ill, so I hopped off the highway, signed myself into the Holiday Inn. By this time I was in Atlanta. I called my niece to let her know what was going on with me. I met up with her the next day and she gave me something to relieve my swelling. Well after that I headed to my second destination. By the time I got to the designated place I was literally ill and a bit dismayed. I knew I would be spending the rest of the day in bed. The next morning we were heading to Florida. Still not feeling well I tried to enjoy myself as best as possible. We went home late evening and to bed I went. The next day we were going to the beach, however, that did not happen, we slept in. When I say slept in it was six in the evening. When Monday rolled around I called the Sarc specialist in Indianapolis. They tried to schedule me some appointments, but every time I had something more pressing to do. Like keep another doctor appointment made months ago. The rest of my vacation went well.

On the way back home I promised my niece would stop and stay the night with her. I met her at her school. I told her I would be her students patient for the time I would be there. It was funny and fun to have them check my vitals. But the one thing that was not funny was my blood pressure, It was absolutely high every time someone checked it. My niece could not believe it, so she took my pressure, she said yep the students were correct. UGH! Fast forward to now!

I am doing fine now and still in physical therapy. Have my Cleveland Clinic appointment on Thursday, August 10, 2016.