d, alias the foot

On June 14, 2006, my sister Dian had surgery to remove an inflamed nerve in her foot. According to Dian, the darned thing had swollen to “the width of a pencil,” so, “It was not a minor deal.”

The stitches were scheduled to come out in 10 days. Full healing—normal movement and swelling reduced enough to wear shoes—was not expected for weeks.

I sent Reiki the evening of the surgery and again the next evening. I’d thought she’d lay around the house for a few days, recuperating.

But the morning after the second session, I learned she had returned to work. I emailed her the following message:

Hi!

I was surprised to hear that you’re already back to work. That must mean you’re feeling good, yes?

Pam

She responded:

Fab!!

I actually was here yesterday too. I get soooooooo bored at home.

The session last night was groovy. Really helped. They are taking the big bandage off tomorrow and I can’t wait to see what it looks like. Hopefully stitches out early next week and then I am back in business.

I am already walking without a limp. If I could just get rid of this big ass womping ortho shoe I would be happy….but then I would probably start riding my bike!

Thanks for your help. I will keep you posted.

d

A few days later, she wrote:

Ok, I just have to gush some more.

Today is the one week anniversary of my surgery. We are talking a long incision, 8+ staples.

I will be riding my horse tomorrow (don’t tell) because my foot fits in my riding boot. UNBELIEVABLE YOU SAY? IMPOSSIBLE YOU SAY?

But wait, there’s more. I am WEARING FLIP FLOPS.

Never in the history of foot surgery (this is, you know, my 7th one) has there been so little swelling. So little bruising. So little pain.

ha

THANKS PAM