I swear this whole recovery thing is for the birds, it's literally an all out roller coaster. I feel ok for a few days then I'm down in the dumps again. I felt pretty ok after my last appointment. Then I missed PT last week to do a job interview (yay for zoom). I did something in the days before Thanksgiving that have irritated my Achilles tendon and it's super sore, then Thanksgiving day my foot decided to swell up, but just over my ankle bone. I imagine I over did... something, though I'm not 100% sure what and the swelling was gone by the next morning. My Achilles tendon however, is still pretty sore, so add that into the list of things that aren't super painful but just painful enough to be annoying and it all just seems a bit hopeless.
My boyfriend got exposed to covid at work two weeks ago, which in turn exposed me. Thankfully we both tested negative and continue to have no symptoms so we appear to have dodged a bullet. But the city here has basically went into a month long lockdown for December. My boyfriends job has all but laid him off... I think he worked 6 hours yesterday and 3 today. So prospects there aren't great.
To top it all off I saw my mom Sunday, who is walking around with virtually zero limp and here I am still walking like I have no idea how to use my leg, where my foot is, and like I'm never going to walk normal again. So feeling majorly disappointed there. I really can't decide if it's weakness, fear, or just going to be the way things are forever now. It's all a lot to take sometimes