Dear Diane
I hope this will not sound impossibly glib and thoughtless, but although I appreciate your fears and worries, the fact that you have a surgeon who is taking a pro-active approach, and would suggest replacing your hardware immediately should he feel that to be the right course, is, I believe, A Good Thing.
If you do have an infection on the prosthesis, then it seems from what I have managed to glean on the subject, that it is extremely unlikely it could be "cured" by antibiotics or other less drastic means.
The "great" thing that you have on your side is that this has happened early on. If the infection were to be left well alone, then it could do all the damage mine had done in the 18 months it went undetected, and you might well need extensive bone grafts. It is a rotten thing to have to be a member of the "Less Than 2 Per Cent Club", but some of us just get signed up for it without our knowledge.
I'm not sure at this stage if you have been told you definitely have to have a 2-stage revision. But in answer to some of your questions on Vetgirl's thread, I would tell you that each case is different, and there will be many, many factors for your surgeon to take into account.
In my own case I was told to expect a period of upwards of 6 weeks after the removal of the infected prosthesis, before the new one was fitted. For me, this turned out to be 8 weeks, which I think I am right in saying, is pretty quick. Gear yourself up to expecting longer, then you might be pleasantly surprised.
Although I think there are some spacers with which you are allowed to take a little weight, mine did not allow weightbearing. I needed crutches. Now, you may not believe this, but it is absolutely true: I quite liked the crutches. The reason is that they gave me a great feeling of safety and security as I moved - admittedly slowly - around the house. I did go out and about too. For the odd meal, simple shopping trip, and a short "constitutional". But I never ventured out alone.
I did find stairs difficult, though I noticed that others patients seemed to get to grips with stairs much more quickly than I did. Luckily the layout of our house meant that we could rig up an area downstairs where I had everything I needed, and my husband brought me the tiny amounts of food I wanted, which was more or less nothing, as I had no appetite. (My husband called my little den "Glynis' Pit".)
Going to the toilet was no big deal. I had a contraption which fits over the whole toilet to raise it up, and all you do is approach the toilet on your crutches, then you'll find you quickly devise a way of sitting down before you remove both crutches, propping them up somewhere where they can't fall, and are within easy reach. I found getting in and out of bed quite tricky, and at first always needed my husband to lift my "bad" leg in. But eventually I could do even that myself.
Basically, Diane, the whole thing is tedious and worrying and annoying, but: It Can Be Done.
Look forward to hearing what your surgeon says.
Glynis