I'll flashback to the hospital first...
I kept having to do the "I'm a photographer" disclaimer because I got some really funny looks carrying my camera around. I didn't take many shots, because documenting this process never even crossed my mind until I came home to pack a bag for the hospital stay.
One thing was for certain, in this age of medical horror stories, the surgeon was doing everything in his power to make sure he operated on the correct leg.
Not only did Josh have "yes" and some procedure initials written on his knee, but he also had several other indicators on his foot and ankle from when he was in the ER.
Is it even necessary to point out the irony here?
Josh had bones protruding from various parts of his leg, his ankle was non-existent, and when his left foot pointed up to the ceiling, his right foot pointed straight out to the right. But just in case none of that registered on the creepy scale, they marked him all up with "x's" and "yes's". Hey, better safe than sorry, right?!?
A little less than 24 hours post-op, the physical therapist came in and got Josh up and moving. Of course, "up and moving" meant hobbling from the hospital bed to the chair using a walker...that was all he had in him to begin with.
But the second day after surgery, she really kicked it up into high gear, and they took a stroll down the hallway.
I'll catch you up on some of the home shots later. We're about to enjoy some vegetarian spinach lasagna courtesy of our meat-loving friends, the Cobbs. Now that's friendship! :-)