Yesterday was my first post-op visit.
They took the dressing off and the wound is healing beautifully. The doctor was very pleased to hear that I'm moving well and down to just tylenol and a little tramadol. We had a good discussion about PT and my other hip.
Normally, they don't refer hip patients to PT, it isn't necessary. But I've been walking with a terrible limp for over a year and my gait is a mess. That said, we also discussed my other hip, which is more uncomfortable than I thought now that my pain meds are pulled way back.
The take aways were:
In a month, I'll go back for follow up xrays on the new hip, and xrays on the other hip. If it's bad enough to justify surgery to my insurance, I'll have the other hip done in July/August. When that one heals, I'll go to PT to get help with proper strengthening and improvement to my gait. In 2 more weeks I can go back to the pool and just use that as pt/exercise.
It was a good visit. I adore my surgeon. He has such a great manner. Even though my surgery was longer than normal and more complicated, he has no hesitation at all in setting me up for a second.
If a member of the staff responsible for keeping the list of recommended surgeons would ping me, I'm delighted to refer mine as talented, compassionate, and not even slightly fat-phobic. I'm a lot bigger now than my profile pic.
As often happens, I over did a bit yesterday. There was a significant walk from the door to my surgeons office in the big complex. Then we went out for lunch, not far for walking, but compared to my usual... I'm not sure my seat in the car was great either. So I woke up this morning early with a throbbing hip.
An ice pack and some tramadol later, I feel ok.
A resting day planned. I think I have enough brains to get back to my knitting.