Okay, a slow Friday in store for me as yesterday I clearly overdid things. My husband had to do a conference call from his office, so I tagged along and decided (WHY?!!) that I'd just walk down a couple of blocks from his office to a nearby shopping mall on my eternal quest (well, eternal since the beginning of the summer) for a lightweight summer jacket. I dutifully walked slowly, having folks whiz by me, their earbuds in place, staring at their phones and not paying any attention to where they were going. I was very careful and didn't get whammed into thankfully. Once at the mall, which is a pretty big place, I wandered around to various stores. After about an hour I was really starting to ache, not just left operated hip and thigh, but allegedly healed right leg and thigh, too. I finally found a jacket that was "good enough" even though probably overpriced but I just said "the heck with it" and slapped down my credit card. Then, it was the walk several blocks UPHILL back to my husband's office. I was almost shaking with fatigue. After a brief rest as my husband gathered up his things, it was a walk to the restaurant where we had reservations. Once arrived (and opting for the seats with cushions) I quickly downed two strong cocktails (boy, when I am stupid I am REALLY stupid...) and while I was feeling cheerful, my balance was a bit thrown off on the walk back to my husband's office (again all uphill) to get the car and drive home. I clung lovingly (necessarily) to my husband's arm on the way back and there was a lot of panting going on.
Once home I tottered into the house, grabbed ice packs and collapsed on our bed. Good news is I slept the best I've slept in weeks, almost a full 8 hours with no pee breaks, and woke up feeling--eh, okay but not completely rested. Needless to say, today I'm totally vegging out and only engaging in minimal activity. I need to change out bed and bath linens (Friday is a big laundry day) and at some point go to the grocery store, but in between I'm resting and icing and scolding myself silently for thinking that this much activity at only four weeks out from surgery was a good idea. Sheesh, I can so overestimate things sometimes. But I will recover, and this morning's shakiness should dissipate by mid afternoon, I'm guessing. Happy Friday everyone!
@mikeycat, the compression stockings from the hospital were the hideous over the knee variety which, once the swelling in my thigh went down, were a problem as they kept falling down and bunching uncomfortably around my knees. At my two week check up I whined about them and was given permission to shift over to knee highs. They weren't happy about this but reluctantly agreed (what else could they do, "you're not the boss of me"). Anyway, glad to have any and all compression stockings kicked to the curb now.