The surgery is all done and it went well. Now I'm in that weird space of trying to recover as quickly as possible even though I have no control over how long this will take. I'm on the pain meds, which are different than the ones I had before. They make me sleepy and I don't like it. The meds I had before slowed me down but I could still function. These pills knock me out the moment I stop moving. Yes, I realize that's the point but it doesn't mean I have to like it. I tried taking them only at night but they still make me stupid during the day.
As it stands, I can't wear shoes and can barely get a sock on my foot. I'm able to walk around the house and have ventured outside twice. I'm starting to get cabin fever, for sure.
So, as always, I set the bar way to high for myself. This time was based on the surgeon's instructions of weight bearing from the get-go and it should only take a week of recovery. I'm at one week tomorrow and I don't see myself returning to work very quickly. Especially since work requires shoes.