Today is the first day I've left the house post-surgery that wasn't some kind of appointment. My sister invited me over for dinner. It was great. I took a couple of pain pills before I left and we were there for about 3 1/2 hours and it worked out well. A delicious meal and the kids all playing made it fun. I watched a little TV and chatted, so it was a good evening all around.
It is frightening going down stairs. Stairs to and from garages seem to be the same three wooden steps without a railing. Doing them is simply terrifying. The crutches don't support me in three dimensions- so going up or down is very uncertain. I usually try to grab onto a door frame or something to get a solid feeling as I move a single crutch down, then the bad leg, then the good. I'm looking forward to when I can put weight on the leg without this fear.
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