In ankle news
This week was a complete mess, so I forgot to tell:
Wednesday we've been to the big-name doc. Other than being very gentle in his communication style - which after the day I had was very needed - he also pronounced the following: he sees no reason for me to have surgery, and he's cleared me to take the aircast off and begin physiotherapy ("As far as I'm concerned you can walk. The rest is between you and your physiotherapist.")
I put the aircast on for high-risk environments like buses but otherwise, it's been off since I took it off in the doc's office. My ankle's slowly recalling how to turn right and left, and I'm working on the disaster the skin of that foot is. I'm also working on desensitizing the foot to touch, as it's gotten completely ridiculous; so far so good on that front - I figure by Monday, the only remaining hypersensitivity will be due to residual swelling and bruising. (Part of the hypersensitivity wasn't just because nothing but a thin sock touched that foot or put pressure on it in a month and a half, but the broken skin. That's responding well to oil and the aloe/borage cream, so.)
Also today
tamara_russo was here, so we unfucked my room and specifically my closet - I can't manage it on my own on one leg and my mom is too worn out for the sort of collab this takes - which, after six+ weeks, was pretty a mess: we had to take out two shelves' worth and re-fold them, plus two of the small-items baskets. The mess in the closet was both driving me up the wall and a genuine functional problem, so this is a significant relief.
It's also Pinuki playtime - neither of my parents is physically capable of the sort of play I used to do with Pinuki (and will hopefully soon be able to again), but
tamara_russo is aces. She was here last week too, and we're working on learning to read body langauge and play style - after this week it's only fine-tuning, I think, and Pinuki got a half-hour of high-quality, high-energy play. Given he's exceeded his ability to behave through this (the past week he started with destructive/disruptive behaviors he's never had, even as a puppy; yesterday this required a visit to the vet for an emetic to prevent gastric obstruction) and my mom's flat-out in the danger zone, this weekly half-hour is absolutely crucial for the entire household.
Today the weather is genuinely nice for the first time in for-fucking-ever. We had a couple weeks of obnoxious cold - I'm talking 4C nights and 10-12C days - then a hyper-dry week with strong winds. Today is warm enough I shed most of the layers, with reasonable humidity and wind.
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Wednesday we've been to the big-name doc. Other than being very gentle in his communication style - which after the day I had was very needed - he also pronounced the following: he sees no reason for me to have surgery, and he's cleared me to take the aircast off and begin physiotherapy ("As far as I'm concerned you can walk. The rest is between you and your physiotherapist.")
I put the aircast on for high-risk environments like buses but otherwise, it's been off since I took it off in the doc's office. My ankle's slowly recalling how to turn right and left, and I'm working on the disaster the skin of that foot is. I'm also working on desensitizing the foot to touch, as it's gotten completely ridiculous; so far so good on that front - I figure by Monday, the only remaining hypersensitivity will be due to residual swelling and bruising. (Part of the hypersensitivity wasn't just because nothing but a thin sock touched that foot or put pressure on it in a month and a half, but the broken skin. That's responding well to oil and the aloe/borage cream, so.)
Also today
tamara_russo was here, so we unfucked my room and specifically my closet - I can't manage it on my own on one leg and my mom is too worn out for the sort of collab this takes - which, after six+ weeks, was pretty a mess: we had to take out two shelves' worth and re-fold them, plus two of the small-items baskets. The mess in the closet was both driving me up the wall and a genuine functional problem, so this is a significant relief.
It's also Pinuki playtime - neither of my parents is physically capable of the sort of play I used to do with Pinuki (and will hopefully soon be able to again), but
tamara_russo is aces. She was here last week too, and we're working on learning to read body langauge and play style - after this week it's only fine-tuning, I think, and Pinuki got a half-hour of high-quality, high-energy play. Given he's exceeded his ability to behave through this (the past week he started with destructive/disruptive behaviors he's never had, even as a puppy; yesterday this required a visit to the vet for an emetic to prevent gastric obstruction) and my mom's flat-out in the danger zone, this weekly half-hour is absolutely crucial for the entire household.
Today the weather is genuinely nice for the first time in for-fucking-ever. We had a couple weeks of obnoxious cold - I'm talking 4C nights and 10-12C days - then a hyper-dry week with strong winds. Today is warm enough I shed most of the layers, with reasonable humidity and wind.
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