This morning, we woke up to a surprise snowstorm. Well, not really a surprise, as it was in the forecast, but surprise in that it’s April 27th. Regardless, I am very thankful that I didn’t have this surgery in the middle of winter. Flip flops in the rain are bad enough. Flip flops in snow are downright awful.
Despite the weather, this week finally feels like recovery. I had a great PT session yesterday, focusing on walking with the aid of my crutches on both feet. Prior to PT, I was tapping my left toe down. Now, I am doing a true heel strike and rolling through to my toe. Although this slows me down incredibly, it has done wonders to loosen up my calf.
I will be three weeks post-op tomorrow. I am walking tenderly, riding a bike for a few minutes a day and have returned almost full-time to work. This requires a handicap permit (I usually walk and bus) and some creative carrying skills with a purse, but getting back to a regular schedule feels great. For the first time since surgery, I am starting to think about running again. The weather was beautiful here yesterday, and I was gazing longingly at sidewalks and runners. Soon enough, soon enough.