My post-op visit went well. You know, I finally feel like I have a doctor that gets it. I know I've said this before, but finding a doctor who runs-- not a hobby jogger-- is huge for me. Dr Nick is optimistic without the sugar-coating and genuinely likes running. And of course he is competent, but. So the stitches came out. I didn't watch as I am a big, fat scaredy-pants. All looks good -- actually here is a picture 12 days out.
Some bruising on the other side, but when you see the surgery photos, you'll say "but of course..."
Instrument on the left is holding back the Achilles tendon. I was lucky that Dr. Nick did not have to detach any of the Achilles tendon.
Bone and bursa sac. Seriously, I can't believe I put up with that for 5 years. It's like a pebble..no, a rock, in your shoe that you can't take out, and it just rubs...and rubs.. and rubs...
So I need to find a PT (ugh!) and I can start weight-bearing on Friday (yesterday)!!
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