I can’t believe how long it has been since my last post–June! I apologize for taking so long to post this update, but with everything that has happened, it has taken me a while to be able to formulate the right words to say. This won’t be a typical diabetes-related post. In fact, diabetes won’t even really be mentioned (other than now) because I want to focus on my recovery from surgery and everything that revolves around that. Of course, LOTS of craziness has happened with diabetes during this time, so all my posts after this one will go back to focusing on all the diabetes-related things that have occurred.
Where I left off in June…I was transitioning from being stuck in a wheelchair to finally moving around on crutches. I was attending physical therapy to increase my strength and decrease the sensitivity and pain.
In July, I still was nowhere near ready to be cast for a prosthetic, and I began to worry about what would happen with school if I wasn’t back on two legs by then. I mean, the fall semester is the beginning of my nursing school clinicals–I couldn’t still be on crutches for that! At a doctor appointment, I asked if they thought I would actually be back on a prosthetic by the time school began at the end of August. They said that was the hope, but I felt it was overly optimistic. I discussed the issue with school and was told that I had to be off the crutches by the first clinical day, September 11th.
Now came the hard decision. I could take my chances and hope that I would have a prosthetic and be used to wearing it full time by September 11th, or I could play it safe and withdraw from my clinical courses, meaning that I wouldn’t graduate until 2017 instead of 2016. I had no idea when I would be cast for the leg, when I would actually get it, or when I would be back wearing it full time. I didn’t want to push myself too hard to get back on a leg and end up hurting myself in the long run, so I dropped my clinical courses for the fall.
In order to keep my scholarships, I have to remain a full time student, so I am working on a minor in communication. When I saw some of the various courses offered for this minor (health communication, nonverbal communication, culture and communication), I figured it would be helpful in my nursing career.
Although I debated if I made the right choice or not and shed a lot of tears, overall, I feel that I did make the right decision. I was cast for my leg on August 15th but didn’t get it until September 22nd–a week after the start of clinical.
It didn’t take as long as I expected to get used to wearing the prosthetic again, and I didn’t need any more physical therapy! The first week I was only able to wear it for a few hours because I would get sore, especially if sitting for a long time. But it took just a few weeks for much of that soreness to go away, and I was back to wearing it full time (with the exception of periods of long distance walking) pretty quickly after that. By the end of November, I was able to walk longer distances and feel completely back to normal!
I’m enjoying my communication classes, and after completing two of these courses last semester, I see that I was right in thinking they will be beneficial for me in nursing. Of course, all of this hasn’t been easy. I missed having nursing classes so much last semester, and it feels great to be back in a nursing class this semester–my last semester with the nursing class of 2016. Once this semester is over, I will join the nursing class of 2017. I will miss finishing the program with my friends from the class of 2016, but I tell myself that instead of having one amazing nursing class family, I will have two.
In the end, it doesn’t matter what obstacles are placed in your path or how long it takes to achieve your goals. If you really want to achieve your dreams, it doesn’t matter what it takes to get there.