It has taken me a while to figure out what I was going to write relating to myself... But here goes...
The class of 2011 know my Pre surgery story and if you don't, we'll you can read it via my links in my signature.
Summing it up, I waited far too long to get my RTHR - 8 years.. self imposed, too scared, knew too much (ex nurse), I can overcome this when I do .... The simple fact is that I lost 8 years of my life that I can never get back.. Let that be a lesson for anyone contemplating this surgery.
Recovery - well my recovery didn't start too well, in fact it nearly didn't start at all - twice! - coded twice!
Surgery went very well just over two hours.. especially considering the complexity of my surgery and the state of my kidneys.
As my signature states, the next 5 days in ICU I have no recollection of.. none what so ever.. apparently I had a wonderful team looking after me, keeping me alive and bringing me back to life.
My recovery started when I moved from ICU to HDU and then to the surgical ward and to my room.. The first recollection I have was saying to my husband.. My leg is laying flat on the bed.. For 8 years the right leg was bent at the knee and I could not straighten it out. That was my first joy..
I could not wipe the smile off my face with my first steps with the PT and my trusty walker.. They were magic! I was no longer bent over, I was standing tall, I could feel the strength of my new hip and best of all, I had no bone on bone pain! Nothing was going to stop me then..
The nurses would find me walking the floor of the surgical ward is the wee small hours (with my walker) looking for food mainly, lol... I was continuously ravenous..
Hubby brought fresh fruit salad, freshly made chicken congee soup in and even picked up Thai takeaway several days.. I wasn't too keen on the hospital food, so we decided that hubby would bring most meals in for me.. I had stocks of everything...
But I walked, I did my exercises.. Then came the day to go home.. well that was a celebration.. because for a while there, it looked like I wouldn't. I got home to a house full of fresh flowers, fresh linen, fresh air... and a shiny new hip..
Fast forward to 13 months.. I have the forgotten hip.
I Nordic Walk as often as my professional life allows me, I swim when I can, there is nothing I cannot do..walking, housework, washing, ironing, working, shopping, gardening.. the world is my oyster!
So, if you are reading this and thinking about having a THR - don't wait....
But do remember, recovery is not fast, this is major surgery, it takes time for your body to heal, you will feel frustrated at time, impatient, sad and emotional and happy all within the same moment.
Read the members recovery stories, but this is your journey and yours alone, don't compare your own progress with others, we are individuals, have different life factors that will come into play..
ENJOY YOUR JOURNEY, you have been given a gift - quality of life!