Complications...

First, let me wish everyone a most Happy Canadian Thanksgiving!

But boy, did this Fall ever turn out different than I envisioned it! Not only did my marathon plans fall by the wayside, but now I can't even spend Thanksgiving with my family (who are in Ottawa as I type). My surgery of two Friday's ago seemed to have gone according to plan. Last weekend was painful, but I was assured that this was to be expected. However, by Wednesday the pain was increasing rather than dissipating and I, on the sober advice of my lovely wife, called the surgeon to see if he would see me just to make sure all was well.

It's a good thing I went in earlier than the previously scheduled post-op check up. Turns out my body decided to throw me a curve and I had a blood clot in my leg that was making things nearly unbearable as far as pain goes. I am now on anti-coagulants, or more commonly referred to as "blood thinners" (and I am told that this is the same stuff that is in rat poison!) though they don't actually thin the blood. I am not allowed to walk any distance other than puttering around the house. I also had to inject myself with a series of syringes that are now, mercifully, finished. I won't complain about this for I know that many have to give themselves injections on a regular basis, but it was a strange and unpleasant experience to say the least. Every nerve in my body, all of my instincts, told me to not plunge that needle into my stomach when I held it at the ready. I persevered, and now will just have to take pills for the next three to six months and be extremely careful not to cut myself.

Anyway, long story short, I still can't walk or stand without tremendous shooting pain in my leg, and running is the furthest thing from my mind. Here' s hoping the next installment is of the happier variety.