The Long Version for those that are interested in the nitty gritty details!
For those of you around in 2020 and who did not memory-hole the entire year, you may remember that I had ankle surgery smack in the middle of the COVID epidemic. If I could have at all waited, I would have, but the pain was so overwhelming
that the second they opened surgeries back up I took it.
What I had then was called a lesion. Essentially a tiny bit of my ankle bone and the cartilage atop it broke off and I had this bone chip floating in the center of my ankle. It was exactly as painful as you'd imagine it to be.
During that surgery, they removed the bone chip, cleaned up the cartilage, and tamped stem cells into the spot the bone broke off from to try to encourage more cartilage to grow.
For awhile, things seemed much better, but then around 2023 my pain came roaring back. I found another doctor (nothing wrong with the
first one, this one was just in town rather than an hour away). Had another MRI. The lesion had failed to thrive and without cartilage there the fluid in my joint had begun forcing its way into my ankle bone, causing it to swell. This, too, is exactly as painful as you'd expect it to be. It's on par with bone cancer.
The frustrating part is that it doesn't cause me to
limp (at least not often). For all the pain my ankle is mostly sound (sometimes it clicks, catches, or gives out entirely), and unless the pain is overwhelming I don't favor it. This is because the pain is just always that persistent, it's simply not better or worse if I stand or walk on it.
But I didn't want to get it fixed. Surgery would mean months of non-weight
bearing and then having to baby it for the next 12 months so I didn't screw it up all over again. Knowing I had a bunch of DIY on the old house, and a big move that would require a lot of heavy lifting, it was wisest to wait until the move was over.
Well, we moved last August and in Jan I started the process of looking into surgery again (for you non-Americans just trust that anything that doesn't make sense is because of some stupid
US health insurance nonsense rule). That kicked off with an MRI to see where I'm at and, well, it's bad.
I have 2 stage 4 lesions now, meaning I have two more little floaty bone bits inside my ankle, and bone marrow edema (the technical term for the ankle fluid forcing its way into my bones). It's so bad my surgeon took one look at the results and didn't even
meet with me, she referred me to a specialist. I met with the specialist who said that I will need 2 bone grafts and several of my ligaments adjusted so those bad spots stop banging on the opposing bone and re-creating the same problem.
Recovery is 12 weeks non-weight bearing, and I will need 12 months of physical therapy and rehabilitation before I am back to
normal.
To say that I'm on planet "well this sucks" is an understatement. 🥲
Surgery is presently scheduled for July. In the coming months I'll be continuing to work on a plan that minimizes how long NightBlooming is closed (I'm hoping 4-6
weeks tops) gives me the time and ability to pre-make inventory so most of what I do during recovery is just pack orders, not make things blunts the very substantial financial aspect of all of this.
Right now, I'm doing a lot of figuring out and I don't have a lot of answers--but I do want to say thank you--because one thing I DO know for certain is that my customers'
support gives me some peace of mind.
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