The original dates I had for my broken toe were four to six weeks. The second doctor said six to eight weeks. I'm not too sure why the difference in dates, but I think the earlier is the pain factor and the second is the complete healing. Needless to say come four weeks I was itching to drive (I tried once in the second week, but it wasn't a good idea). My parents are nervous to let me go anywhere alone because they want the option for me to pull over and let someone else drive. Although I do agree up to an hour in traffic to school might still be much, but I think I can make it to the store down the street.
I was so happy when my mom let me drive to and from the store on the four week mark! Even though I showed my mom I could drive short distances she still insists someone go with me. Needless to say I can't wait for four more weeks to pass by so I can drive alone and not need my parents to go with me. I can't remember a time since my first driving permit when my parents insisted I not drive alone (and for the permit it was only because the law said I needed an adult in the car). The day I got my license my mom didn't even tell me a time to be home or ask where I was going, but now at 28 I have to make sure someone can go with me everywhere and coordinate schedules. Common four weeks pass by quickly!
As far as the wrist I still have no idea how much longer until I'm completely healed. There are no broken bones, but the doctor suspects a tear. I had an MRI last week and will meet with the surgeon in a little over a week from now. The MRI experience was scary for me and having a panic attack in the machine where the slightest movement is not good was not a fun experience. I was okay at first, but once the noise got loud and I realized I didn't know how long I'd be in the machine the panic attack started. During the MRI I cried without moving. I guess crying without making noise my mom would require us to do when we younger also helps with crying and not moving. I can still hear her voice say, "You can cry all you want, but you can't make a noise." The trick is it's really hard to do and so you stop crying, but I've figured out how to cry with tears and no sound... I guess I was determined to show I was upset for whatever reason. While in the MRI machine I was asking God to comfort me and calm me. When it was over, about a half hour later I was glad to be done and grateful I didn't stop the MRI and have to come back another day.
The overall pain level in my wrist is still pretty high. I tried holding my laptop like a book in the crook of my arm the other day and was so sad to realize the few pounds was too much for my casted wrist to handle. It's discouraging to know there is improvement for my toe and see the light at the end of the tunnel, but not know anything for my wrist.
For the good news, thanks to the great invention of the microwave, I'm able to make myself meals. I usually don't use the microwave very often, but with only one hand the stove and oven are not the easiest to use. I use the toaster oven and microwave and have made some decent yummy dishes. I also got a lot of frozen vegan or vegetarian foods. The only one I don't like so far is the vegan bacon. The texture is like a mixture of play-doh and rubber and the flavor is a little too close to the real thing for me to enjoy, but a friend suggested crumbling it and making twice baked potatoes. I'll get back to you on that one, but here was a vegetarian meal that was yummy:
Microwaved cheese enchiladas, rice, and vegetables.
The day I meet with the surgeon I also have an interview with Meysen. This is my final interview and I hope I am accepted. Needless to say that blog posting will be one I'm sure everyone will want to read. :)
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