The downside.

So this upcoming Thanksgiving will be one of very few I have off from work. I should probably put off in quotation marks, since I'm on disability and not really off work at all.

My parents and sister go down to Florida each year to spend time with my aunt, uncle and cousin, who they seem to spend time with on a regular basis but due to living in Ohio for five years and working on holidays I never get to see. This year I faced an ultimatum. Go to Boston with my new fiance or fly to Florida?

To be honest, despite wanting to see my family I was leaning toward Boston because the thought of air travel in my current condition sounded every level of not fun. However, I got a message from my young cousin asking if I was going down to Florida, and felt guilty. We began the process of finding a last-minute flight the day before Thanksgiving - no easy task!

Just as we were about to finalize our options I went to the doctor for this week's death-defying fall. Right before I was about to leave, Corrinne, the nurse (she's amazing!) asked what I was doing for the holidays. The conversation went something like this:

Me: Either Boston or Florida. I think I'm going to Florida.
Corrinne: driving?
Me: No, flying
Corrinne: *Shocked look of horror/disbelief* Go to Boston.

Apparently, air travel would require I begin those fun injections again. Due to the change in pressure and the fact that I'd be immobile for quite awhile I'd be at an increased risk for a deep vein thrombosis (aka blood clot). And I'd have to continue taking the shots for three days after getting back. The problem, of course, is that I'm scheduled for surgery the Monday after Thanksgiving. To avoid my blood escaping my body like a waterfall I cannot take blood thinners within 24 hours of surgery. The math just doesn't work.

So, I'm going to Boston for Thanksgiving. It's not REALLY a downside, since it'll be fun regardless, but it is disappointing to find how much this darn ankle really limits me.