I went in for a post operative check up on my leg last Monday. Grandma Nancy watched some of the kids and helped some get on the bus while we were gone. The doctor said my leg looks good. Looking at this picture I'm curious to know what bad would have looked like. If you click on the photo, you can see up close the big puckered line that will eventually become the biggest scar I've ever had on my body.
It's hard to imagine that there is a metal plate and screws under there. It was not exactly encouraging when the doctor said that he accidentally used a screw that was too long, but that it "shouldn't bother me" he thinks. We got to see the X-ray and you can actually see the screws sticking through my bones. Daniel thought it was cool. I thought I might throw up.
Next week the doctor will remove the stitches and put a cast on it. Daniel says that the white fuzz still stuck to my foot after they removed the bandaging made it look like I had old man feet. I wonder if he's considered whether getting kicked with a foot with a metal plate in it hurts more.