Other than that, I've stayed pretty active with it - granted, I haven't been to the gym (time, not an inability to go), but I've raced, done track days, loaded and unloaded my truck for those things, packed my house for the pending move tomorrow, etc. Honestly, after the first couple weeks, the line stopped bugging me (or I got used to it). It hasn't really hampered my ability to do things - I do try to be a little cautious/cognizant of it, but I don't favor the arm, either - just careful not to go scraping a suit sleeve over it or that sort of thing.
Whether it's good or not, I've maxed out my OOP maximum for my insurance, so hopefully the medical bills I've been slammed with will be the end of it. I'm going to push to be sure hardware removal is done before that resets again, getting slammed with 2 years worth in 6 months is killing me!
My leg is feeling pretty good for the most part. Since it's feeling better I'm finding myself pushing it a little more (longer walks, more use, more riding, etc), and muscles and tendons get bitchy, but the leg itself seems a bit more content. I think the lack of hardware will make things a lot more comfortable, but then there's the recovery after that, so kind of a catch 22 on that one. Granted, the infection pretty much has dictated exactly what is going to happen either way, it's just a question of when. Hoping to avoid any more major interruptions to my race season, I'm just starting to get semi-comfortable on the bike!
The most frustrating thing in all of this is that I'm just in an on-going holding pattern. I'm not healed, I'm not done with it, there will be more set backs and recoveries and who knows what else. It's something I'm going to have to be worried about the rest of my life. There's no just "moving on" because it's still going on. There's no end to it, and you're not even sure to what level your life is going to be altered yet.
Man, if only I had any clue when it happened what this could turn into - granted, I've heard of worse stories (botched surgeries, losing legs due to loss of blood flow, etc), but damn, if only we knew when we were hurt how bad things could be maybe we'd be a little less trusting of the initial docs who are like "it'll be fine, quite taking up space in our ER on a weekend...."
On a happier note, motorcycles picture, because, I'm in love with the bike, just very sad I'm having to learn how to ride it now rather than 6 months ago :(
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