What I've learned about recovery is that it is a slow but necessary process. Monday I had my first post-op doctor's appointment with my surgeon. I was a bit nervous to get the bandages off and see the scaring, swelling, stitches etc... but after a week, I wanted them off! They didn't look as disgusting as I imagined, but essentially [yes I took photos, but I'm not going to share them] it looks like someone beat up my feet and I have two scars.
According to the Dr. Shea and the nurse however, they are "some of the best healing progress we've seen." I guess that's one plus of having a surgery like this in your twenties, you heal fast! I think the most surreal thing was that my bunions are gone... my feet look totally different without them. Dr. Shea took my stitches out and put some new bandages on. I cannot wait until Saturday when I have the go-ahead to take a normal shower and I can get my feet wet and wash off that gross betadine.
I could use a pedicure! However, none of that for a while. I'll still be walking in my "special shoes" until the end of the month. I still have to walk on my heels or the side of my feet, but I'm hoping to be be able to put more weight on the ball of my feet in the next few days.
I got back to work soon and am so incredibly grateful for a company that allows me to recuperate and provides me with excellent health insurance that makes it all possible. I've been reading books, catching up on blogs, doing lots of editing for work, eating my mom's great cooking and watching seasons 1 and 2 of Downton Abbey with mom.
I miss my fabulous apartment and fun uptown life, but I know both will be there for me when it's time to return. I miss my frye boots and not feeling nauseous so often. I miss showers and having boundless energy to do all that I want. I miss jeans and tights with dresses. I miss wine and eating out multiple times a week, oh and driving.
Overall, I am grateful and I am on the mend!