BCSAnna
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Beginning post-op week four today and it began with a major meltdown.
Up to this time, I had been using a shower chair and a shower head in the hand held position. This morning I decided that I wanted to take a shower like a "big girl." And so, I gathered up my change of clothes; put my hair products and shower gel within easy reach in the shower and went to turn on the water. No water!
I was quick to realize that after my last shower, my husband had turned the shower head in the off position when he hung it back up. So there I was in my birthday suit ready to take my shower with no water and not being tall enough to reach the shower head to turn the water back on!
I then wrapped myself in a towel, got my cell phone and called my husband's cell phone to track him down to fix my shower head. Of course my call went to his voice mail which then put me right over the edge.
When he came in the house a few moments later, he found me wrapped in a towel, sitting on my shower chair in the corner of my bathroom, crying my eyes out and yelling, like a crazy woman, "My life is never going to be normal again! I can't sleep on my side; I am sick and tired of icing and elevating my knee. I am tired all the time. I can't do the things I normally do. I am just sick, sick, sick of all of this!"
And that, my BoneSmart friends, was my pre July 4th fireworks display this morning.
My spouse was smart enough to just allow me to vent without comment. He learned that lesson well when I was being treated for cancer..."Just let her vent and keep your mouth shut."
Anna
Up to this time, I had been using a shower chair and a shower head in the hand held position. This morning I decided that I wanted to take a shower like a "big girl." And so, I gathered up my change of clothes; put my hair products and shower gel within easy reach in the shower and went to turn on the water. No water!
I was quick to realize that after my last shower, my husband had turned the shower head in the off position when he hung it back up. So there I was in my birthday suit ready to take my shower with no water and not being tall enough to reach the shower head to turn the water back on!
I then wrapped myself in a towel, got my cell phone and called my husband's cell phone to track him down to fix my shower head. Of course my call went to his voice mail which then put me right over the edge.
When he came in the house a few moments later, he found me wrapped in a towel, sitting on my shower chair in the corner of my bathroom, crying my eyes out and yelling, like a crazy woman, "My life is never going to be normal again! I can't sleep on my side; I am sick and tired of icing and elevating my knee. I am tired all the time. I can't do the things I normally do. I am just sick, sick, sick of all of this!"
And that, my BoneSmart friends, was my pre July 4th fireworks display this morning.
My spouse was smart enough to just allow me to vent without comment. He learned that lesson well when I was being treated for cancer..."Just let her vent and keep your mouth shut."
Anna