5 weeks tomorrow.. The latter part of this week has been a bit tough because of my PT on Thursday (I'm going to blame EVERYTHING on that!!

) Knee was more sore, mobility was less, not motivated to do as many exercises BECAUSE my knee was sore, feeling like an underachiever (that doesn't sit well with me at all..

), worried if my knee is EVER going to be good again, Am I doing too much? Am I not doing enough? Tried not to whine too much in this forum, just because.. I know I would hear everything I would tell other people who were whining about what I felt like whining about..

- Just knowing that helped, though..
I read a thread about the "6 week whine". Thought that was funny, because I think I've whined EVERY week!!!
Got up today - having a harder time sleeping, I think because I'm off narcotics, but also because I'm still trying to find ways to sleep on my sides. I start out with an "ahhhh" feeling.. and not more than 1/2 to an hour later, my knee is telling me it is NOT happy, so I need to change positions again.. I'm tired of being "tethered" to my ice machine, so I try to sleep without it and inevitably, I end up on my back, knee elevated and hooked up to my "hitching post".
I was telling my husband I feel like I've regressed.. and then the leaky eyes came.. (DARN IT!!) Pulled myself together, got up, made coffee, fed the birds, took a shower, got dressed, blow-dried my hair, put on a bit of makeup, folded a load of laundry (that my darling husband did), went to Costco, walked around on two crutches, went to Safeway then to pick up a few things I couldn't get a Costco, came home, went through the mail, folded another load of laundry and here I sit elevating and icing..
OK.. Big picture, after I describe all that at about 5 weeks, I'm sure people are thinking. Ok, and WHAT's the problem???
Me..
But.. Just when I was entering Costco, on my two crutches, a nice looking gentleman - I'm guessing around early 60's - was pushing a cart beside me, looked at me and asked if I'd had a knee replacement. I concurred and he told me he had one about 13 months ago. I asked him how it worked out for him. (He was balding, wearing a white t-shirt, khaki shorts that didn't show his knee, calf-high white socks and tennis shoes.) He paused, let go of his cart and then started running down the aisle, doing some evasive moves, turned around with a big grin on his face, came back with more evasive moves and said he was even playing half court basketball. He asked if I was working with a bike, if I could do full rotations (I again concurred), he said, "Keep it up! You'll do fine. " I thanked him, told him he was doing great and continued on to do our shopping. It was all I could do to hold back the leaky eyes again.. That was so nice of him and reinforced how long of a journey this really is.. and it's all about patience.
I KNOW there will be ups and downs.. I just have to breathe deeply, get passed them and move on. ... and remember that dust bunnies are my friend..
....... But I'm NOT looking forward to PT tomorrow, even though I'm prepared to clarify some of MY expectations.
It was good to get out of the house. I think I need to find ways to do that more often during the week while my husband is working.. I'll have to work on that..
