Thought I would check-in. I had good intentions about visiting this forum, but the first few weeks after surgery were, well, strange. I had never been hospitalized overnight, been on an IV for three days or had someone else's leg erroneously attached to my body before, so I am just now saying hello.
I had a total left hip-replacement, anterior approach due to severe osteoarthritis 11/21. My surgeon was Dr. Thomas Tkach at McBride in OKC. I would wear a t-shirt advertising him if I could.
My joint pain was gone immediately upon awakening after surgery. I lettered in three sports in HS, Cross-country running, Cross-country skiing and Track. 37-years later it caught-up to me, big-time.
I ran almost to the very-end, but when I had to quit a 5k after 3.5K in February 2013 due to pain, I knew something was wrong, but did not go to the Dr for another two-months. I was called by my doctors office within two-hours after the x-ray, and the first words out of their mouth were, "Do you have an orthopedic surgeon you want us to refer you to?
A gentleman I had shared an office with for four years had his hip done by Tkach, so I already knew where to go.
I should have done it sooner!!!
I walked 190-feet the day after surgery, and went on a tour of the entire floor the next. By the third-day, I was pushing my walker (for appearances) to the coffee machine, unattended.
I did my PT religiously, even though it sucked. There was someone else's leg on my body that refused to do what I told it to. It wasn't that bad, but when you go from running a half-marathon in October 2012, to hip-replacement in Nov 2013 and not being able to put TED-hose on by yourself (honey, could you put on my yellow grippy sock for me).... I pretty much was continuously amused by my left leg.
After two weeks, I could walk 3/4's of a mile with no pain. I am just over seven weeks out, and I went back to work full-time this past Monday at 6.5 weeks. Basically, the first work day after those awful hose got to come off! I had no issues with pain this week at all, but I did sleep really good every night. That being said, I still cannot sleep on my left side, the quad still has a few issues, and that is also where the screws are.
I have been told by everyone from therapists to nurses to people who have had the surgery before, that I am not normal. I don't believe that for a minute. I tried to be in the best condition possible before surgery, I ate well while in the hospital and after and I did everything asked of my by health care professionals concerning my recovery (and to be honest, just a bit more.) That is just me. I took my pills when I was supposed to and when I did not need the norco anymore I quit taking it. I wanted to be able to drive.
Six weeks at home was all I could stand! People in the hall at work say, "I thought you had surgery." I did, and I also did whatever was asked of me in my recovery, and that is what is not normal.
Look, if you are thinking about it, do it. If you want a crappy recovery, pretend you are the doctor or therapist, and see how that goes for you. If you want to get back on your feet, do what they ask.
I wont lie and say it is pleasant, it is anything, but. After four weeks my therapist canceled the rest of our sessions and said she did not want to bill the insurer for services that were not needed. I am still doing my PT exercises, walking a lot, taking the stairs at work instead of the elevator and this afternoon I even did my breathing exercises with that plastic thing.
Do your PT reps then ingest some protein and carbs. This is not the time to be doing WW or reducing your caloric intake. When you are not doing PT, rest, preferably in bed with your leg elevated. Use ice, lots of ice. Then do it all over again, and you will be on your feet again sooner than the norm. I put on ten-pounds in six weeks, but I can walk with no pain and no cane, neither of which I could do before surgery. I can lose the weight later. Yes, I had to buy new pants to go back to work. Oh well!
It is so nice to be able to sleep seven or eight hours again! I thought I was getting old and would be doomed to four or five hours of terrible sleep a night for the rest of my life. I wasn't old, I just had arthritis.
Apologies for any typos.
Peace.