Heading Home at last (leg injury pictures)

Trip Start May 13, 2009
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Trip End May 31, 2009


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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Anyone who has spent time wandering around airports knows, there is only so much you can do before you go stir crazy.For me its about 14 minutes...  Anyway, the flight from Lima to Houston was full and I got to sit in the aisle seat, so I could put my leg up over Susan's leg - to lessen the anticipated swelling on the flight.  My feet & legs normally swell a little when you are crammed into the cattle class seats, but with an injury I knew it was going to be a little worse.I popped one of the pain/anti-inflamatory pills under my tongue which we got from the "pahrmacia"... rejected the "chicken or beef"? question regarding the meal - recalling the sandwiches we had eaten on the route "Chicken or Beef"? - "I don't know perhapse a CSI team can help identify which one it is"?After an hour or so I could feel the swelling in my leg starting to make my skin itch, and the pain started to get a little worse, so I popped another magic pill and fell off to sleep.  I must have been asleep for a couple of hours when Susan woke me up and asked me to stop kicking the guy in the window seat with my bad leg... After what seemed like an eternity, it was time for the inevitable "Get up and walk to the bathroom" mission.Hmmmm.. looking at my now swollen to 3 times the normal size, foot.. this mission might be one to avoid.  Instead, I opted to arrange a wheelchair transfer at the gate.  The rest of the flight was relatively painless, except for the episodes of "Friends" I chose to watch.The plane landed in Houston and the usual shuffle of bodies emptied around me.  The it was my turn to attempt to get up and reach the wheelchair waiting on the ramp 40 feet away.  The first 10 feet or so, hey - feels like walking on a balloon, but no real pain as I used the seat backs for support.  Then came the test of all tests... the 18 feet between the last seats and the wheelchair, whith nothing but air to grab onto.
The first 2 steps went fine, and then GRAVITY pulled all of the fluid in my leg down to my ankle....The next 5 steps turned into a slow motion horror movie... OOOHHHHH...MMMMUUUUSSSSTTTT GGRRRAAABBBBB TTHHHHEEEEE WWWHHHHEEEELLLLCCCCHHHHAAAIIIIRRRRRRRRRR!!  as each successive step felt like a spike had been driven through my leg.  I slumped into the wheelchair like I had just done a 3 minute mile; dripping with sweat and my heart doing 150+.  As soon as I got my leg elevated though , I was just fine.
We breezed through immigration and customs then headed to Hobby airport for a Southwest flight to Phoenix.  Continental could have gotten us to Phoenix, but it would have been through Newark or Salt Lake City, so we used some SW points to get home a little earlier.The cab ride to Hobby was 40 minutes, and surprisingly light traffic for Houston.  Happily I was walking again after my leg was up in the cab, back to normal but a little swollen still.
Ordered some real Amercan breakfast items, with no "mystery products" and jumped the flight to Phoenix.
This time I got smart and asked to get on first and select a seat where I could put my leg up - window seat, and block the rest of the row with my leg and Susan sitting in the aisle seat - YAY we got the perfect row with no-one inthe middle seat....  Then came the announcement...  "Ladies and Gentlement, this is a completly full flight, please take any of the middle seats you are standing near"...   NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!  Nothing we could do about it - crammed into the seats again...
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