Tuesday morning I went to my follow-up doctor visit. They took out some stitches and took x-rays and re-fitted my brace. I get to bend my knee now! I get to shower, and I get to take off my brace to do exercises and to sleep.
The only down side is I still can't put weight on my left leg - and that won't change until I see the MD in three weeks! Ack!
The really big problem with only having one leg that is I can't carry anything, except in a bag or a backpack. A cup of coffee and bowl of cereal don't fit in a bag or backpack. Making food is like doing ballet, because I can only move food as far as I can reach by leaning. If my beau's not home, I only get to eat in the kitchen. No coffee at the computer. No dinner in front of the TV. Luckily, my kitchen workspace is relatively cramped: about three feet between the fridge and the sink/island/breakfast bar, and four or five between the stove/microwave/toaster counter and the island.
So making the morning coffee goes something like this:
- Hobble over to the coffeemaker and set the crutches down carefully so they won't slide onto the floor.
- Lean over to the sink across the way to get the coffeepot out of the draining rack.
- Grind coffee and put it in the filter. Set the pot in the coffeemaker.
- Lean over to the sink counter to get the Brita pitcher.
- Pour in water and push the button to make coffee.
- Get a coffee cup out of the cabinet. (This is the part where I'm really happy I decided to store the coffee cups all in the tiny cabinet over the coffeemaker.) Pour coffee.
- Lean over to the sink counter again and set the coffee down as far to the middle as possible.
- Pick up crutches. Hobble around to the other side of the counter where the barstools are.
- Stretch over the counter and get the coffee from the other side. Sit and drink and rest.
Apparently the big deal is the meniscus repair. Ten years ago I didn't have anything done to my meniscus, so I was able to start walking a bit the second week. The P.A. I saw Tuesday said I could put up to 30 pounds on my leg. I measured 30 lbs with my bathroom scale and it's nothing. I didn't mention to her the two times I slipped and weighted my foot a little by accident (both Saturday, once at the hockey game and once on the way home). Hopefully nothing bad came of it...
Also I can't drive, because I can't step on a clutch, and we don't have any cars without a clutch! (Actually, I don't have a fit car at all just now, but that's another story....) But I can't push a grocery cart or carry anything either once I get somewhere, so it's just as well! Hello Amazon Christmas shopping!
PT at the gym starts next week!
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