Then, it started to swell up. Fearing a DVT, my primary care guy sent me for an emergency ultrasound. Thankfully, there was no evidence of a blood clot.
On my way out of that building of the hospital, I passed the medical library and saw that the therapy dogs were in residence. I made a quick detour before my next appointment to pet a couple of friendly Great Pyrenees. I saw my reconstructive surgeon the same day, and she thought it was a problem with the nerve in the tarsal tunnel at the ankle. I have had a ... calcification? ossicle? ganglion cyst? - depends on who I ask... as far back as I can remember. As a kid I used to call it my extra ankle. My surgeon's theory is that pressure was put on it when I was positioned in surgery for the fat harvesting and that it was now impinging on a nerve. She referred me to her own podiatrist.
So here I am, with a foot that is very gradually coming back to life. I can at least bend my toes now and walk with only a slight limp. But it's not fully functional and it hurts to walk any distance. And there is a dull ache in my ankle where the bony lump is. It continues to swell up every day - you can see the difference - so it does not appear that it will heal completely on its own. I'm in the countdown for my fourth surgery this year, this one a week after Thanksgiving (and four weeks after my last chemo). I sure don't want to have yet another surgery, but if it allows me to start walking without pain again, it will be worth it.
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