Today is a worrisome day for me. Hard to focus on anything except what is going on with my daughter Susan.
this morning at 11:45 she started surgery to have her right ankle replaced with an artifical one.
Does that look like an ankle? My son-in-law said it looked like a bicycle part!
It all started back in 1983 when she was hit by a drunk driver. Her head broke through the windshield and that ankle (her trying to brake to keep out of his way) was badly damaged. It has always been a problem since and continued to get worse.
So, this morning. Surgery and I can't be there and I have a knot in the pit of my stomach that is pretty huge.
I received her recovery timeline and that in itself is scary.
No weight whatsoever on that foot for a month. In week 5 she can start to use it just a little but it will be week 9 before she can use her full weight on it.
She has a child age 12 in school (they are in actual school) and a 6'5" son who is severly autistic. He is totally attached to her (he was in a home but they closed the home because of Covid) so I don't know how it is all going to play out.
Just keep her in your prayers, please.
Here's my beautiful daughter with two of her three boys.