12-09-25 scar tissue
I started the day at the hospital, getting an x-ray and seeing my surgeon, Dr. Vaile. After checking everything out, she believes it is what I first thought that scar tissue has built up, and the nerve that goes across the front of my leg catches on it or is capsulated by it. She showed me the x-rays from right after the surgery compared to now and everything is exactly where it’s supposed to be, which is a huge relief considering I rolled my ankle a couple of times on the cobblestones on my trip. Her recommendation is that I find a good registered massage therapist or physical therapist who can massage it to break up the scar tissue. When I was on the trip, I did have a good foot massage on the ship and one by Rae-Anne in our hotel and both times and had them immediate positive effect on my ability to walk. She wants me to try and get a massage as often as possible. I am going to have to find someone who could get me in. Next month, her intention is to give me a shot of freezing and I think she said sailing into the scar tissue which breaks it up and that will help as well. It was such a relief to find out that there is nothing seriously wrong. My body isn’t trying to reject the metal or anything like that.
I had a good day at the office, but did find myself getting a little bit grumpy towards the end, which is the first time since I’ve been back. I struggle to not lecture my client that it is most important that when she gets an email she prints and gives me the invoices not when she gets around to it so that it becomes an an urgent thing for me to deal with. Anyway, I shall reclaim my Zen and focus on being kind.
I came home and did a little decorating in my living room, putting out some special decorations that were handy and built my Lego Nutcracker. He’s cute.
I really miss my Texas Posse. I need to make a plan that ensures when I’m going to see them all next. I feel similarly about my UK Besties. It is hard to have such strong connection and memories and not know when you’re going to see someone again, if ever.
When people ask me how my trip was my instant response is that it was life-changing. I have a joked that it was the most expensive therapy I’ve ever paid for but the most effective. It’s not really a joke. Along the way, I learned the value of me. I enjoyed so much spreading love and accepting love and just being me and experiencing the joy when people saw me again when I returned. I need a pin that feeling as a way point for when I start to slide mentally so that I can remember how good this feels right now.
triumphgal 