Post-Foot Surgery: Day 1

I survived! And I didn’t pass out at all! Although there were a number of times when I was pretty darn close. But I breathed and got through it. If you’re wondering about my procedure, you can read this post or this one for little more background!

My appointment was at 1pm today and the doctor saw me very soon after I arrived with Tom at the office. I brought a couple books, my phone with extra battery, and earbuds so that I had options to drown out any sounds I may not like and take my mind off the whole procedure as it happened.

There was a curtain that Dr. Kirell swung in front of me to cut off my line of sight of my feet. I was super nervous, so he asked if I wanted some laughing gas. “Well, sure! If you’re offering!”

“No liquor in the office, so it’s the best I can do,” he said. Alrighty the ! He gave me a nose mask emitting nitrous oxide, which kicked in slowly, and felt pretty great. He gave me the remote to the TV in the corner, so I put in HGTV because I love it and Fixer Upper was in marathon mode. Dr. Kirell also kept up conversations, so that helped take my mind off the upcoming procedure.

Within 10 minutes, he started doing something to my feet and it hurt.

A lot.

And it was a deep, stabbing pain.

I asked if I should be feeling it and he said, “This is the anesthesia; you’ll feel everything until the anesthesia kicks in. It’s a catch 22.” Yowza, it hurt!!! He told me I could scream if I wanted but I just said “ow ow ow ow ow…” while inhaling and exhaling deep breaths until the pain subsided. He had to poke my feet so many times with anesthesia needles and it was the worst.

But really, it was the worst part. Once my feet were shot up, he let them sit for a few minutes to let the anesthesia really set in. I could feel his hands touching my feet, I could feel any pressure applied, and I could feel temperature changes. But no pain. Whew!

He took the nitrous oxide away once my feet we prepped and we started the operation. He started by fracturing my big toe to make it straight. There was a drill involved, but because it didn’t hurt, I was okay with it. I seriously thought I was going to freak by the sound and feeling-without-feeling of my bone being drilled and broken, but I was good! He then did the same in my little toe.

Anytime I felt a twinge of pain, I let him know and he stopped right away to give some more anesthesia to the area.

He then went on the work on my right foot. He did the little toe first, breaking it for alignment and then liquefying the bone. He asked if I wanted to see this part. “It’s like squeezing a pimple.” Count me in!

We moved the curtain and my foot looked fine, with the exception of the tiny cut in the outside of my foot. He then squeezed around the hole and stuff started losing out! Gahhhhh it was awesome! Tom and I have watched multiple pimple/cyst videos, loving every disgusting minute. Weird, but true.

He then did the same to my right big toe, breaking it and then liquefying the excess bone. I watched that one too. Lastly for my right foot, he cut the tendons that caused the little toes to be pulled upwards. That part was painful, he needed to add a bunch more anesthesia to complete it. It was also weird feeling and hearing the tendon being cut. *shudder*

I texted Tom, who was in the waiting room working on his computer, about the liquid bone. He told me to tape it, so I told Dr. Kirell that I wanted to record the last bone squeezing. (Isn’t it funny that we still say “tape” even though no one uses tales for videos anymore?)

He was totally okay with it, so he went back to finish my left foot with breaking and liquefying the big toe bone. When it came time, we moved the curtain and I pressed record as he started squeezing. It was so gross but so satisfying and fascinating at the same time.

I’m including the video here, but squeamish people be warned: it’s kind of gross.

After both feet were finished (it was now 4 hours later), he took X-rays and then wrapped them up with medicated bandages. We called Tom into the room because we were almost done. I didn’t ask him to be in the room because I didn’t want to expose him to the grossness. We didn’t need anyone passing out.

Dr. Kirell showed me the X-rays and they look so straight and my feet look so skinny! Dr. Weisenthal stopped by to see how things were going and commented on my X-rays, saying my feet were so pretty and they looked perfect on the X-rays.

Throughout the entire procedure, Dr. Kirell talked to me about so many different things, it was really soothing and kept my mind elsewhere. Dr. Weisenthal also stopped in multiple times to check in, so they were both very active in the process and kept me sane. I didn’t pick up either of my books and only texted a couple times, mostly updating Tom.

When everything was finished, they put on these really fashion-forward sandals on my feet. I stood up and felt so weird because my feet were numb, super bandaged, and I had those super cute sandals on. I hobbled to the bathroom because I hadn’t used it in 5 hours. My walk resembled that of someone wearing snow shoes; I had to bend my knees to keep my feet somewhat flat as I made my way to the bathroom.

They went over my medications (Cipro: antibiotic, Prednisone: for swelling, and Vicodin: pain killer). Tom pulled up his car to the door and I hobbled out and got myself in the car. The car ride was fine; Dr. K had shot me up with a strong anesthetic before leaving saying it was my party favor. Apparently this is supposed to work for 12 hours, so I should be okay through the night. We shall see!

I’ve taken it easy all evening, keeping my feet elevated and only walking when necessary. Hopefully sleeping isn’t too difficult!

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