Update on me leg

Still gimpy.

Oh sorry you wanted more.

I don't sleep very well. Muscles ache. I am able to bend my knee to 45 degrees. Makes me a bit unsettled in my belly, but I force myself to do the exercises. (Some reason I wrote exorcism the first time. Heck I may need that too)

I have two more months of no weight on my foot. At that time I may be allowed to put 35 lbs of pressure on it. Go ahead, I'll wait as you figure out what 45 degree knee bends and 35 lbs of weight are.

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Not much huh? I am thrilled with it though. My physical therapist informs me that Dr. lied to me. She claims I will be walking unaided by Sept of 2013. PT man says, only if I am lucky. I have to completely retrain myself to walk after many many months of not doing so, and with new hardware that makes my ligaments avoid old areas. (Like my knee cap. My ligaments have to roll across the top of the knee cap and create new grooves to settle into. Super duper painful) The thought of how close I was to losing my leg keeps me stubborn. I will walk unaided by Sept 2013.

Blogger will not allow me to put pics in the order I want them nor will it allow me to type under them so I can tell you what is going on. . . Below are some better pictures of the damage. If you notice the foot pegs on both sides of the bike, they are pushed forward while everything else was pushed back. This was caused by Husband riding the bike through the lay down and into the curb. This is how much power 20 mph can push a man. His back still hurts.

Another is our handlebar, bent in half. Bars are made from stainless steel. After the bike hit the curb, it launched itself into the air, and slammed down in the intersection. The tanks have a lot of damage, they were torn on the inside.

And yet another picture of where the frame broke under the seat.

Officially the rear tire blew. Usually not a big deal, however when the rim made contact with the ground the threaded part of the rear swing arm snapped, causing us to have two wheels turning in two direction. This is when I was pulled off the bike. (Foot peg, ground, grab, yank, spin, bow, sit, howl)

And then there is the picture of my naked leg. No I haven't shaved in two months, deal with it. Half my knee (skin) is super sensitive. The other half and the flesh running down the right side of my calf can only feel pressure. Not wet, no heat, no cold, no needles. Once in a while it will feel like a spider ran across it, but that is the extent of feeling.

I learned to drive the truck with my left foot. It's a bit awkward, as you have to learn how much pressure to put on the pedals with a new foot. I suddenly felt like a young un just learning. But I seem to have it down, except left turns. Still a bit wide. Part of the problem is my right leg gets pushed into the floorboard, causing it to bone ache. I try to avoid that feeling.

The ramp is done, and I finally was able to have some leisure time outside. Today was the first time I got to see the bike. I cried. And then counted my blessings.

I look forward to walking again. I can't wait to get back on a bike, I miss it.