Again, as in my Oct. 2007 ACL reconstruction, I'm sailing SOFA TO NOWHERE on an extended voyage. This passage is a physician prescribed, 6 week voyage of "non-weight bearing" to promote healing of my left foot ("paddle"), the result of podiatry reconstructive surgery 5 days ago that included insertion of a titanium plate, screws, rods, and tendon transfers.
For as long as I can remember the Big Toe on that foot has been increasingly pointing east when it should be heading north. The medical term for this congenital anomaly is "Hallux Varus",
Hallux being the big toe, and
Varus meaning a deviation inwards.
Some say this congenital deformity is a result of going barefoot as a kid. This theory possibly holds water, as
Hallux Varus remains common in the Third World where shoes are less common. Others wonder if I am part Maine lobster, and that is my "Crusher" claw?
All I know is that Hallux Varus is painful and prevents wearing of shoes, even 6E in width.
It should be pointed out that there is no
Hallux Varus deviation in the right foot. Strange. But as Howard S. would confirm, even Moore 24's are not symmetrical.
Perhaps it should be mentioned that this operation has been in the works for weeks. The first attempt in early August was postponed at the last minute due to possible stress fracture. The second attempt a week ago was also postponed as I was lying on the gurney, IV dripping, and about to be wheeled into the OR. It seems the left hand did not know what the right hand was doing, and the titanium plate had not been delivered to the hospital and was "missing."
Friday afternoon's third try was a success, although as I was entering dreamy land on the gurney, I noticed the OR Head Nurse was prepping the wrong foot. Holy Shit. "Never buy a car built on Friday" comes to mind.
Currently, a primary concern is maintaining my recently repaired foot above heart level 45 minutes out of every hour. This requirement has me staring at the ceiling, figuring how to mount a topping lift, cleat, and sling diaper for adjustment while prone. Calling DOMINO, DOMINO to the White Courtesy Phone please.
So I'm floating merrily along, summoning energy and patience, on my 7 foot SOFA TO NOWHERE. Hopping on one leg is being practiced, plastic urinal bungeed to one leg. Good luck to all in the HMB Race!