Monday, August 27, 2012

I'm happily chair-bounded

O yes, I still cant wait. And the physio doc doesn't support the idea of me using crutches all the time in order not to strain my right leg unnecessary. So most of the time I'm chair-bounded, wheeling around the house, or on my grandma's wheelchair. And being so, I can feel for the disabled more in a way also, especially those wheelchair bounded.

Generally, the neighborhood and Jurong Point is rather barrier-free, but I seriously dislike the steep slope. And also the color-ed lens of strangers. Some strangers are kind though, asking what happen and expressed their concern and well-wishes. But some looked at me like I'm an alien.

And guess what? I even went to catch two movies! Thankful to GV for the wheelchair lift at all the cinema halls. And of course Mr Boyfriend, who doesn't mind find it troublesome. And also the staffs at GV that we met that day were really friendly. Treated me like a normal person but just needed something special. Imagine having a good few minutes of the whole cinema hall totally to yourself.

Meal-wise, anything that contains seafood, besides fish, are off the limit. This is truly a torture. There's so many food out there that contains seafood! Even chilli. Torture.

After so many days at home, if you ask me if I'm bored at home, I will say rarely. Most of the time I'm occupied with either drama, painting, e-books or cooking/ baking. So I'm rarely bored. Especially now that I'm more used to being chair-bounded, I can get more things done myself too. But there's also stuffs I can't do.

Hopefully everything goes smoothly... 

Saturday, August 04, 2012

19 Days Post-Op

Before I step into AH on 16 Jul 12, I wasn't a bit bit scare of the operation. Weird yes, but somehow during pre-op days, I just want to enjoy them to the fullest because I know I won't be able to have the same fun for months. I met up with an old friend which I hadn't seen in 5years, I met up with my ex-colleagues, I met up with my dearest girlfriend and of course, I had the most amazing 5th year anniversary with Mr Boyfriend one week before the op.

On the day of the operation, get well wishes came flowing in through out the day from friends, some that we hadn't met nor spoke in awhile. I felt so glad that they care. No matter how busy we are in our own daily life, I was not forgotten. It meant a lot to me.

For first week post-op, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Inconvenient, yes. Uncomfortable, yes. But the constant visits from friends and colleagues and with Mr Boyfriend coming over every single day, it was still quite bearable.

12 days post-op, I had the stitches removed. It was freaking painful and I was screaming and crying my way through it.

And it took me a freaking 1 day to stop crying whenever I see the scars. There's three of them.

19 days post-op, I seriously hope the bone and cartilage are re-growing very nicely and healthily inside me. I don't wish to go through another round of this. Movements are better now, but another 4weeks before I can go on to partial weight bearing. For now, the leg knee is on no-weight-bearing, meaning, no walking around.

 Jia you.