One year report
Last week, it was a full year since my left TKR.
My surgeon told me at my last check up that he would order X-Rays for both my knees (my right TKR will be 4 years old in early December) and that he would look at the X-Rays before deciding if he needed to see me about the knees. If the X-Rays looked all right and I had no problems, I would not need to see him.
It's been a week since the X-Rays and I haven't heard from him or his nurse, so I'm assuming that all is well and I won't need an appointment. There are no problems from my end and, as I've already seen my GP and my optician since our return from England and I have an appointment with my dentist, I'm happy not to need any more appointments just now. My OS is very approachable and I know I can phone for an appointment any time I have concerns.
I still have a few aches and niggles from my knee, especially if I overdo things, or if I lie in a position it doesn't like during the night. However, these soon pass. I'm still a little stiff in the morning and when I first stand up during the day, but this disappears after I've walked a couple of steps.
I think that there is still potential for more improvement with the ROM, but I'm not rushing that.
I'm still not perfect on stairs and I always hang on to the rails for support. I'm not sure if that is a matter of confidence, or if my knees still need to improve. Since I had a couple of falls, I don't wish to fall again.
Both my knees coped well with our trip to Eastern Europe. They didn't stop me from doing anything and I wasn't the slowest person on our coach, by a long way. I didn't go down the salt mine near Krakow, but my husband tells me that I would have been able to manage it.
Berlin had indeed changed a lot since the last time we were there. We loved Budapest, Prague and Warsaw, but found Vienna a bit disappointing. The Danube wasn't blue and you can't see much of it in the city. However, Vienna was redeemed by the very pleasant concert we went to in the evening - lots of Strauss waltzes, a pair of opera singers and some ballet.
We passed through Calais (France) four times, and saw the tent city (surrounded by barbed wire fences) that is the refugee camp there. We left Eastern Europe before the surge of refugees arrived there. It's a huge problem now.
We left England on September 8th and arrived back here in NZ on the 10th. It's a marathon journey, but we managed to sleep a fair bit and arrived not too worn out. My knees managed well and they enjoyed walking through the intermediate airports on our way home. It's taken two weeks to get over the jet lag, though.