Silver Penguin
Silver Penguin
Today was THE big day. Six weeks from that fateful day, when the wild pack of Zombies dragged me from my bike, I had the cast removed from my leg. Since the doc said no weight bearing at all I've been essentially confined to bed for the last six weeks. I was able to get into a wheelchair but that only took me as far as the front for back door of the house, then back to bed again.
Now, I'm wearing a humongous leg brace and hobbling around with a walker. I can put about 50lbs of weight on my left leg. Who knew that I'd break a sweat walking a few yards in a cool day? Hobbling is hard work but sure beats sitting in bed all day.
I'm allowed to shower without a trash bag, for the first time in weeks. What luxury!!! I still have to sit on a bench but a proper shower felt awesome tonight.
My left ankle is about twice the size of the right and I have a big lump on my shin. My foot is happy in the position that the cast held it but reluctant to assume the walking position. Tomorrow is my first session with the physical terrorist. Andy has been there, done that so is taking the day off work to go with me. It will be my first time driving a car but he feels that I may be glad of a ride home, pain pills, box of Kleenex, Vicodin etc. after the session.
I'm nowhere near ready for two wheels yet but my little Honda is waiting for me. I have a CRF230L which is a very gentle little ***** cat. In a month or so, I'll be ready to take a test ride and see how it feels. After that, I'm looking at a BMW F700GS to replace my totaled 650. The F700 is actually an 800 cc twin but tuned differently to the F800. I'd prefer the latter but that is more diet oriented with higher clearance and thus much higher seat height. My little legs will only stretch so far. The 700 comes in a low frame, low seat option that would give me toes on the ground, both sides. It will take a while before I trust the weight of my FJR to the goth boots on my weakened ankle.
Sad to say, I've spent too much time on the pity pot but other news that I've read on this very forum had out things into perspective for me. I'm very fortunate, all things considered.
Now, I'm wearing a humongous leg brace and hobbling around with a walker. I can put about 50lbs of weight on my left leg. Who knew that I'd break a sweat walking a few yards in a cool day? Hobbling is hard work but sure beats sitting in bed all day.
I'm allowed to shower without a trash bag, for the first time in weeks. What luxury!!! I still have to sit on a bench but a proper shower felt awesome tonight.
My left ankle is about twice the size of the right and I have a big lump on my shin. My foot is happy in the position that the cast held it but reluctant to assume the walking position. Tomorrow is my first session with the physical terrorist. Andy has been there, done that so is taking the day off work to go with me. It will be my first time driving a car but he feels that I may be glad of a ride home, pain pills, box of Kleenex, Vicodin etc. after the session.
I'm nowhere near ready for two wheels yet but my little Honda is waiting for me. I have a CRF230L which is a very gentle little ***** cat. In a month or so, I'll be ready to take a test ride and see how it feels. After that, I'm looking at a BMW F700GS to replace my totaled 650. The F700 is actually an 800 cc twin but tuned differently to the F800. I'd prefer the latter but that is more diet oriented with higher clearance and thus much higher seat height. My little legs will only stretch so far. The 700 comes in a low frame, low seat option that would give me toes on the ground, both sides. It will take a while before I trust the weight of my FJR to the goth boots on my weakened ankle.
Sad to say, I've spent too much time on the pity pot but other news that I've read on this very forum had out things into perspective for me. I'm very fortunate, all things considered.
