Current.events.of.Pam.

parents.

I am beyond happy to say that I love my parents so much. They have made me who I am, and I am proud to say that I am growing up to be like them. I feel like in my 25 years, I’ve put them through absolute hell in about ten of those, but they have always bailed me out. Recently, I have acknowledged that I am truly my fathers daughter. I am stubborn as hell, but I will work as hard as anyone, and I have more compassion than most other adults. When I was younger, I defied growing up to be like my dad. I am now fully aware of why he has always said what he says, and does what he does, and whatever it is that he is doing is with good reason. My parents have provided all the necessary tools for me to become successful. For the longest time, I looked at things as though “I can never please my parents” when really, as long as I tried things, and never gave up, I absolutely pleased them. My dad recently told me to never say that “I can’t” do anything. I am so blessed to have the parents that I do, who still love each other, stand by each other, and support their children. I’m never going to take for granted the time that I share with them. RESPECT: that’s the key thought here, really. 


can’t believe it’s almost April…

What am I thinking? I cant believe I am about to do this all again. I have surgery on my right foot on Wednesday April 4. Exactly four months from when I did the left. I’m getting pretty anxious/mildly depressed about what the future holds: pain, pain killers making me sick, pain, constant dependence on others, pain, pain, not being able to carry anything, not walking, the weather will be nice and I’ll be cooped up inside in a drug induced state, not making money, but this is all gonna be worth it in the end. Right? Let’s hope so. 


So fresh and so clean, clean! Fresh outta the shower, yay. I still to this day have a pretty significant amount of swelling, and I have worn the boot most of March, mostly because I can walk much, much faster in it than when I wear a sandal (which is the only thing I can wear currently). I have been boot-free since March 22, and I’ve been riding my *new* bike a lot the past few days, just trying to strengthen my leg. I’m a little sore, that’s for sure! The biggest struggle with walking normally is that my ankle is very weak, so my foot isn’t quite able to roll right. It gets better each day though, and I limp a little less with each step. In this picture, you can see a little bit that the left foot is narrower than the right. Even though I’m not completely healed yet, I think I’ll still end up in wide-width shoes or shoes that just naturally run a little on the wide side.  View Larger

So fresh and so clean, clean! Fresh outta the shower, yay. I still to this day have a pretty significant amount of swelling, and I have worn the boot most of March, mostly because I can walk much, much faster in it than when I wear a sandal (which is the only thing I can wear currently). I have been boot-free since March 22, and I’ve been riding my *new* bike a lot the past few days, just trying to strengthen my leg. I’m a little sore, that’s for sure! The biggest struggle with walking normally is that my ankle is very weak, so my foot isn’t quite able to roll right. It gets better each day though, and I limp a little less with each step. In this picture, you can see a little bit that the left foot is narrower than the right. Even though I’m not completely healed yet, I think I’ll still end up in wide-width shoes or shoes that just naturally run a little on the wide side. 


The scar looks so much better in this photo than it does now. It became a keloid scar, not too bad though (I’ll post pictures soon). I have been using some prescription strength steroid ointment in attempts to minimize the scar. When I went back for another post op visit on March 9, my doctor was shocked at how the scar had continued to heal. Never a good feeling. I don’t usually scar very bad, so I’m surprised myself. Hopefully the scar fades over time.  View Larger

The scar looks so much better in this photo than it does now. It became a keloid scar, not too bad though (I’ll post pictures soon). I have been using some prescription strength steroid ointment in attempts to minimize the scar. When I went back for another post op visit on March 9, my doctor was shocked at how the scar had continued to heal. Never a good feeling. I don’t usually scar very bad, so I’m surprised myself. Hopefully the scar fades over time.