It's true that people who haven't been there can't possibly understand this healing process; I know I didn't. My mother asks me if my knees hurt still. She's always surprised when I say, "Yes!"
Instead of being casual and downplaying the surgery, I tell everyone it's been horrible. I also tell them I had no choice. I can walk farther now than I could before my surgery. I know it's only going to get better.
So, we may not be able to hike 8 miles in April or our planned hikes in Utah in May, or bicycle rides this summer, but we will do those things when our knees heal. We and our loved ones will just have to be patient.
One other thing to remember, the first knee replacement happened in the 1960s. I keep thinking about the quality of the rest of my life, if I did not have the option of fixing my knees. We are so lucky.
There! That's my motivational message for the day.