Hope everything continues to go well and DH behaves himself and stops trying to steal the limelight.

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Shouldn't really joke - it must have been very scary for you both).
But EVERYONE makes fun of the DH--Good Lord, he spent HIS 55th birthday in an ICU on a ventilator close to expiring while cardiologists and heart surgeons were wringing their hands and saying "You first brother, I insist" and his family got party hats and balloons and a banner and decorated his room and we all stood around and mocked him for missing the fun--I literally had to restrain his brother from taking a picture of him.
And he dishes out as good as he gets.
As regards my supposedly phenomenal ROM and "textbook perfect" recovery, some of it could be due to the protoplasm I brought to the party, my surgeon's skill, or just dumb luck. Believe me, I expect it wont be nearly as easy when its time to get the other knee done--I may have used up most of the luck on this one. And remember I had a partial, not a TKR, so I have more of my own knee left to work with.
Finally, I think it helps being a nurse, because I understand nurses and doctors and patients and hospitals and post op pain etc from the other side. I didnt have nearly as many "unknown unknowns" going into this. I was able to advocate strongly for myself about things like getting out of the hospital the same day. I didnt have a lot of fear or anxiety pre-op. I had a nearly ideal setup at home, since we designed our house to be elder/gimp friendly-- no stairs, wide doorways, tall toilets, big shower stall and so on.
And, I didnt have staples, I didnt have a CPM, and I had MORE than adequate drugs for pain relief, including some miracle stuff put inside the knee at the time of the surgery which I thought might be snake oil, but which apparently worked as expected.