Everyone loves feet, right? Wait, almost everyone hates feet. Well, feet don’t really gross me out. Not that I like looking at feet that aren’t pretty though. Anyway, my right foot has been the topic of many blog posts. I broke it, I was on bed rest for six weeks, and then it started bothering me again. After many weeks, I finally decided to have my foot looked at. I was 85% sure there was actually something wrong and 15% sure he was going to raise his eyebrows at me and tell me to stop being a baby. So I did what I didn’t want to do, I went in right after softball started. An x-ray confirmed that one of my screws had started backing itself out. It was super sensitive to the touch, but wasn’t affecting my physical activity. So I had it taken out.
He stuck me with a needle a lot of times to numb it up. {I may have had tears in my eyes and used labor breathing to survive.} It was after the pain of the needles that I really started to get nervous about the procedure. It was supposed to be nice and quick, but it took him a long time to grip the screw head. Yup, makes sense when you hear why. MY BODY GREW AROUND THE SCREW. HE WANTED TO TAKE IT OUT. Those two elements don’t work together. So he used tool after tool and right about the time I was concerned that I’d start to feel what he was doing, he used a thread {or something} to guide the screw driver in there. I kid you not, he took one hand off my foot and used both hands to unscrew it. He was using all he had. I couldn’t feel it, but it wasn’t comfortable and I was very excited for it to be over. The whole thing was pretty uncomfortable. During my mini panic attack, I wondered if he’d ever get it out and I was fairly confident that I wouldn’t have the nerve to come back in there. Or into the OR. Then he finally got it out! I hobbled out with my orange foot and went back to work.
One day of limping, five days with a bandage, and I was good as new. Other than the procedure itself, I never experienced any pain! I still don’t understand how that’s possible, but I’m thankful that his recovery period was accurate. 🙂 After two weeks, we made sure the screw had been the cause of my pain and he instructed me to keep it constrained for a while so I could make the bump go down.
I’ve been wrapping it a few times a week since it’s summer and I’m barely wearing shoes. I’m more than surprised to see that my bump has actually gone down! I’ve always had a calcium bump, but I feel like it’s smaller now than it ever was after the surgery.
I’m a month out and one screw lighter. I’ve heard my share of screw loose jokes and I’m happy to report that all is well. 😉 My foot healed as it should have with the screws. The only reason I had one removed was because it was coming out. I don’t need either of them, but the procedure would be more invasive {with a longer recovery} to remove the one that is still where he put it. So I’ll continue on with one screw in my foot unless something happens to it. All of the vibration from volleyball and running are probably the causes of that screw backing itself out. Once I started softball and riding, it only made it worse. I noticed a difference in how uncomfortable it was the two weeks I had to wait before the procedure. Summer’s in full swing and I’m pretty active between chasing my children and doing recreational activities. I thankful for a quick recovery and happy to report that I slid my foot out of my shoe today and felt no pain!
