The other day I was talking to my mom about my blog. She pointed out that was missing from my post, “Operation Part Deux: Screws In.” I never included photos of my x-rays with several different views of the plate and six screws in my foot. I have posted the photos on my other social media because I am a millennial and why wouldn’t? I honestly completely forgot to include them. However, it got me thinking long and hard. Which is never good, about the implant that is permanently staying in my body.
I don’t have any tattoos, just piercing and even those after awhile can close and disappear. Before my surgery the only permanent things on my body were scars. Dr. B did say that after a few years if I have any problems the plate can be taken out, but commonly, the implant stays in.
As the most indecisive person you’ll ever meet, I shy away from things that are “forever” and “permanent.” So when it sunk in that this hardware and I are fused together, literally, for better and for worse til death do us part, I felt a little uneasy about my x-rays. Before, I could look at them without a problem. It never really felt like those were my bones plastered all over my Instagram and Facebook but I do it for the likes (kidding).
I mean clearly I have felt the pain, Jesus take the wheel I’ve felt all of the pain, but it’s very much so out of sight, out of mind. Maybe I’m just crazy, or I just think too much, either way seeing what’s going on inside my foot makes me uneasy. It’s not that I’m uncomfortable, it’s just something I have to get used to I guess. Either way, here’s my foot, front, and center, screws included.