Alright, so it's September 15. It's been a year and ten days since I've been home from the hospital. If you ask my original doctors, I should still be in a hospital bed in my coma.
BUT, I am at home.
No sign of my brain injury.
Driving a 2014 BMW. Thanks, baby.
And, working full time.
So, all I have to say to those doctors who told my husband and mother to just give up on me, shove it up your ass!
I am ecstatic to be alive. And, to boot, I saw the podiatrist last Monday. The same podiatrist who said the only way I'd be able to walk again is if I did the tendon lengthening surgery. Psht.
Well, I drove myself to the doctor, walked in there, in
my work uniform that states that I am an employee for the school district. He came into the room just in awe. He moved my feet and said that my feet looked phenomenal compared to last time and the movement I have in my ankles is amazing. The last time I saw him, he couldn't even get them to move a centimeter.
He said that if I want, the surgery is still an option, but not a definite need. I just need to continue stretching and seeing my medical masseuse, and even if my left foot doesn't go all the way down like my right, which it only has like 1/4 of an inch to go now, I can get away with wearing wedges. Which, I totally found some Dr. Scholl's work shoes, slightly wedged and comfy as hell.
He also said that my feet hurt for now. They just need to get used to carrying my weight again. Which since I started working 3 weeks ago, I've dropped 7 pounds. Go figure, if I'm not sitting on my ass all day, I work it off.
But still got a ways to go in losing the weight I gained since coming home. But, now that I am busy again, it'll come off. I'm already eating healthy and drinking lots of water. And I am able to ride the exercise bike without my knee killing me. It's good cardio and physical therapy. Just gotta keep working it.
I've already came this far, what a little more? I got this. Besides, I got a wedding to go to in November. Gotta get super cute for it.