If you recall in the days leading up to my surgery on my last trip to New York, I described feeling some incredible need to be outside. It was as though I would start to feel completely toxic within an hour or two of being in the apartment that we stayed in. That feeling went away by the time I got out of the hospital and was confined to our hotel room in part becuase the temperature was about 30- 50 degrees colder, getting me out of the hotel in a wheelchair was a major undertaking and well I felt terrible. Anyway, that same toxic feeling at being indoors seemed to return with a vengence this trip. The weather outside was beautiful, and I just could not stand staying inside. Fortunately for me my walking abilities have improved tremendously and so I was able to wander the park for hours each day. Don't get too excited, becuase it was more like- walk, rest, read my book, walk, eat, rest etc, but it was all done outside. Anyways, it was great to have Suz there with me and to get to see MM and her beautiful baby and so weird that Tricia doesn't live there anymore. All in all it was a really good trip.
Oh yeah, and I saw my doctor. She was very happy with the way that my foot is healing and the way everything is progressing. We talked a lot about the things that I am now allowed to do- walking, swimming, restart PT etc. and what I need to wait for running, hiking etc. and the alterations I need to make to be able to do the above activities. As I was going through my list of questions- she finally looked at me and said "this has been killing you hasn't it"- referring to the whole inactivity thing. See this is why I like her, she gets it, gets that my life has been turned completely upside down and come out the other end only vaguely resembling what it was before. gets that I am an active person and the fact that I have had to spend hours and hours sitting on a couch is completely contrary to my personality. She just gets it. So, I will have to continue to make intermittent trips to New York, but hey there are worse places to visit.
It was too early to have my follow up scans (those will follow in the next few months), but still I am on the road to recovery and even though I now have to wear compression stockings, I am walking that road.