Recuperation

I am not sure who will read this.  I think most of you don't read the blog anyway, but I kind of like keeping a historical record of my years at Robious.  The history isn't necessarily accurate since it is told from my point of view, but nevertheless, it is still history.  Remember, I have always told you that history is the one subject where everyone could possibly have a different "right" answer.

Speaking of history, Mrs. Cook has phoned me the scores from the SOL, and you all did great.  There were a lot of 600s out there!  I will be sending grades early next week so that you can see how you did.

Since I am not in school, I am going to write about my surgery.  Why?  I have nothing else to do!  I am on a pseudo bed rest cycle until next Monday.  I must keep my foot elevated, though I don't do it all the time.  That is impossible.  I am not the kind of person who can just sit around, and it is killing me when I cannot have the freedom of mobility that I once did.  Murphy has been a challenge when I am home alone.  I simply leave the door to the deck open, and he comes in and out as he pleases.  It makes it easier, though I have a mosquito bite from the other night....the sacrifices one makes for a pet.

I took a picture of my foot...I know it is weird, before I had surgery to "remember" the bump on my heel.  It looks kind of gross, but I wanted to remember it.  I have been leaving with this for a couple of years, so it was time to get rid of it.  And to be able to wear "real" shoes again....

 My surgery was interesting.  It is amazing how medical science and technology have progressed in my lifetime.  I waited a while to get in, but once I did, everything went very quickly.  I had two types of anesthesia, a general one, and a block on my leg.  The anesthesiologist came and explained the process to me.  While he was doing that, the nurses were trying to find a vein for my I.V.  I was trying to listen to the man, as they were trying to find a vein...it took two nurses and multiple attempts.  The bruises on my arms are still very evident.  The nurses were absolutely great despite the fact that my veins weren't cooperating.  The block was the weirdest thing.  They used a sonogram to locate the nerve, and the last thing I remember is falling asleep.  I have a red mark where the numbing stuff, for lack of a better term, was placed into my nerve running down my leg.  When I woke up, I was in the recovery room.  I do not remember anything else until getting home.  My leg had no feeling in it at all.  I didn't get feeling back in my leg until the next night.  I guess that was a good thing.

A couple of complications....I was on a good dose of pain medicine which made me kind of loopy.  I was heading out of the bathroom, towards my bed, and as I crossed the threshold of the bathroom, into the bedroom, I tripped and fell forward.  I caught myself from falling the whole way down, but in the process I broke a toe on my good foot.  Unbelievable.  It didn't hurt though because of the pain meds.  The toe was the one next to my big toe, and it was totally crooked.  Somehow it reattached itself....and it is swollen, but getting better.  The pain medicine also did a number on my stomach, so I dealt with a bit of nausea too.

Thankfully, that is all behind me now, and I am just itching to get back on my feet.  The dogs have kept me company, with occasional licks and stares.  Remember, I have always said...think of what dog is when it is spelled backwards....

One of the reasons that I wanted to get this surgery done the last three weeks of school is that I knew that the recovery time would be quite lengthy, and I didn't want to begin the next school year incapacitated in any way.  As it stands now, I will not be driving until around August if everything goes according to plan.

I also need to go to upstate NY in August and to Boston to see my family.  I have not been home in two years, and I haven't seen my sister in three years, so I must make the journey north.

 I didn't mention this to many people before I left, but my stepfather was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in May, right before our relay event, and I must go home to help my mom with all of that, and I need to have both feet working!  His doctors have suggested that he has six months to live.  This happened all of a sudden, and it strengthens my resolve to continue to do Relay for Life.  Hopefully his last months will not be painful, due in part to research done over the years with money raised from people all over the world through the Relay for Life organization.  It is amazing, but we raised over $30,000.  I still cannot believe it.  I still sometimes stare at that number and wonder how we all did it, but we did.

I am very proud of you for working towards a cure for cancer, and giving back to the community.  I am not sure if we can ever raise that much money again, but we will certainly try.

I have some pics to share below.  Most of them are from Relay for Life, one is of my station in the family room.  Good luck on the last week and one half of school.

~Mr. McEwen

I am so bored that I am taking pictures of my feet

Survivors Lap

The Benos Family

Miz Relay

High Fund Raiser!

Miz Relay Award