Today, I touched base with my orthopedic doctor and updated him with what’s going on with my leg.
Sitting my desk while I was on my phone,I saw my calendar and realized I’ve been laid up with this for almost three weeks.
Three weeks,two antibiotics…
The doctor told me he wanted me to come in tomorrow so he can actually see what is going on.I realized that I am going to get some peace of mind.Either I am going to have to get admitted and get some stronger antibiotics or I am going to another course of my current antibiotics.After all my cancers and other illnesses,I have always appreciated being healthy.Being over 55,I realize that you have to savor what you have and come back stronger to keep it.I have been laid low for a reason, and, in the end,I know the result is I’ll be back stronger than ever.I am trying to rest and get better,and at the same time,recharge my batteries.Granted there are times the girls and I look at each other, and I know they miss the norm I have established with them, especially since we have been down here full time.I know the first time that we get all out back walking together,it’ll be like we never stopped.
The bay will still be there.Things will be the same.In order to go on,though,there’s one important thing.
“I’ve got to get better.”