After breaking my ankle exactly two weeks ago, here is an update. A few days after the injury and after the ER, I went to the orthopedic surgeon but nothing could be done because my foot was too swollen.
As a result, I had to sit around with a broken ankle for eight days until the swelling went down.
On the ninth day, I went into surgery. It was an outpatient procedure that was supposed to take 1.5 hours. I went in and the first thing they did was give me a regional block in an attempt to numb the leg. At the time, I had no idea what to expect from the block procedure. As it turned out, the anesthesiologist stuck a needle into the back of the leg, and used an ultrasound to find where to inject the numbing solution. Well after what seemed like several minutes, the procedure was complete and a complete failure. For some reason they couldn’t find what they were looking for to numb the leg.
I was then transported to the operating room. While they were prepping me onto the operating table, the last thing I remember was a brief conversation with the crew about Downton Abbey. LOL! Now that I’m thinking back on it, it’s pretty funny–our choice of topic, that is.
Shortly after, there was the “gas.” I will never forget the smell…
I woke up in the recovery room plagued with nausea and found out that my surgery had gone over by two hours! What was supposed to take 1.5 hours took 3.5 hours. They had trouble setting my bones back into place. In addition, the gas anesthesia that they gave me made me immensely ill. In response to this, the nurse gave me “anti-nausea” medicine that knocked me out for the rest of the day. To be honest, I don’t think it was anti-nausea medicine. I think it was a tranquilizer. As the nurse put it, “I think she’s comatose.”
The days after the surgery were extremely rough. I have to say that the day after was the worst! The pain was definitely on a level that I had never experienced before. And on top of it all, I had the lingering smell of the gas anesthesia on my breath which made me sick for several days after surgery. There is nothing worst than the smell of what can be described as a “strong plastic odor” every time you take a breath out.
It hasn’t been a full week after surgery and find myself easing off of the pain medication. This too makes me queasy. As you can tell, I am extremely sensitive to medications.
Anyway, I promise I am going to wrap up this horror story. So I am currently wrapped up in another splint and I have to sit around for one more week until my post-op check up.
Now, on to knitting! A while back, a fellow blogger contacted me about translating one of my patterns to her native tongue, French. Of course, I agreed. I am in no shape to translate my pattern to French, at least not well. My knowledge of the language is not, by any means, fluent, even though I did take French for two years in high school and two in college.
Emmanuelle was kind enough to translate the Linen Chevron Cowl to French and put it in a PDF format.
Linen Chevron Cowl (French)
Check out her gorgeous version of the cowl at: lemarquoirdelise.over-blog.com!
I truly enjoy sharing my work with the knitting community and enrich people’s lives one at a time through knitting. If there is an opportunity to share it with different people in different languages from different countries with different cultures, I will definitely take it!
If you would like to translate any of my patterns to another language and share it with your community, please let me know! For you loom knitters: if you are interested in converting my patterns for loom knitting, please contact me!
Please bear with me through this rough time as I slowly get my life back to normalcy. Thank you all for your kind words and your well wishes!