The good news is: the Doc says I'll be out of a cast and off crutches in two weeks!
The bad news is: that means two more weeks until I can wash my foot.
The good news is: considering how quickly the muscle in my upper leg has atrophied, my calf was considerably larger than I expected it to be after four weeks of immobility.
The bad news is: it was also considerably hairier than I expected.
The good news is: soon, I'll be able to walk again (with some assistance).
The bad news is: that means physical therapy starts soon, too.
The good news is: I go back to clinic on Friday and if my PFT's are acceptable, they'll pull my PICC.
The bad news is: if my PFT's aren't significantly higher than last Friday, I'll be on IV's for another week.
The good news is: I'm feeling great, so my hopes for coming home IV-free are high.
The bad news is: besides the fevers I was having, I was feeling pretty darn good and had no idea I was coming down with something in the first place.
The good news is: (for those of you who have missed the boob talk) my boobs are entirely pain free at this point and Morgan has handled weaning like a total champ.
The bad news is: I still cry over having to wean her before I felt like we were ready.
The good news is: I got a raise at work!
The bad news is: it won't quite make up for all the hours I'll be missing for physical therapy.
The good news is: this is the end of this post.
The bad news is: I'll be posting again before you know it.