The doctor told me that it would take seven weeks to heal from the foot surgery. He didn’t pull any punches or sugarcoat the news but somehow I under estimated the recovery.
It’s interesting the things we hear and the things we ignore.
I heard SEVEN weeks, and thought, “Oh I can do that, no problem!”
But I failed to think that SEVEN weeks breaks down to
49 days and nights
about 1,176 hours
or 70,560 minutes (if my calculations are correct)
of inactivity and/or pain.
Often it’s like I’m just counting down the time, longing to put both feet on the ground and move forward – physically and mentally.
Since it’s my right foot, I am truly sidelined.
I can’t drive and almost even worse, I can’t sew. I made a Christmas quilt and walked four miles in one day just traipsing back and forth ironing the piece and putting it together. Now I’m adrift in inertia. As someone who doesn’t spend a lot of time inactive, I’m very challenged right now. In many ways, I feel completely worthless.
And to add further misery, while wearing the orthopedic boot, I developed a shin splint which has resulted in even more time in bed or stuck on a couch. I feel like I’m not progressing at all but instead going backward.
It’s not an entirely blob-like existence. I’m reading Don Quixote, doing my Bible study, praying for others, maintaining prayer journals for my future daughters-in-love, these are useful good things. I’m also folding clothes, doing an occasional chore but nonetheless I don’t feel like me. I guess I didn’t expect a cheilectomy and removal of some screws in my foot to result in such a season of purposelessness. My friends are visiting, in fact people from two different countries have graciously made dinners for us, it’s lovely but I’m accustomed to doing stuff, being an active participant in life.
What are ways that you feel productive when you’re unable to do the things you love? I know I’m not the only one that’s faced this challenge!