The Invalids

Okay, maybe that title is a little harsh. They aren't quite invalids as much as in pain or healing. 

It has been an interesting week here with the Paddocks. Last Saturday, Hunter fractured his fibula and ruptured his PCL playing Ultimate Frisbee. 

However, this is infinitely better than the initially suspected ACL tear. With some physical therapy it should only take 6-8 weeks to heal (as opposed to the 6-8 months an ACT would take, not to mention surgery). Even though Hunter will be out for the next few months frisbee wise, but he will be back by the summer! While not ideal, it is the best we could have hoped for. In the mean time, he is learning just how it feels to only have one functional leg. 

Being the wife of a limping husband, I have noticed a couple interesting things this last week. First thing: the Orthopedic Surgeons office was on the 4th floor at the end of the hallway. Wouldn't it make sense to have it closer to the elevator and not make all those limping patients walk all that ways? That almost seems a no brainer to me. Second, the braces seem to be hidden at the back of all the sports stores. This requires all those brace seekers, who are undoubtedly in pain, to walk all the way to the back to find something to help them walk. Again, this seems counter intuitive. 

The second invalid in our house is our little Ameya - she spent the day yesterday at the vet getting spayed. 

From everything the people at the vet told us, she made sure everyone was giving her love all day. She sure does have a way of making sure that everyone knows just how cute she is. The good news is that she made it through with flying colors.

When we picked her up, she was so confused from the anesthesia. Her eyes were even glossed over, like a true druggie. She kept putting one ear against her head and keeping one up and alert, then she would switch them every so often. Being the vocal dog and drama queen that she is, she would squeak over every bump on the way home. When we got home she slept the rest of the day away. She didn't want anything to do with walking either, even when we took her out to go to the bathroom she wouldn't walk any more than she absolutely had to. She does seem to be much more alert today, however; she is definitely still in pain, poor thing. 

So, I am the only healthy one in the Paddock household this week. Thankfully, Hunter didn't have to go through surgery as well because I can't even imagine how much more interesting that would have made things. haha. Our little home is full of healing and anti-inflammatory drugs. Hopefully both of them keep making positive improvements.

Happy healing everyone!