@CatchAll
I'm with you. I had my first hip replacement at 56 and was pretty active (not CrossFit active, but still). I was horrified that I would need a replacement, but my personal trainer was very positive about it (he is a CrossFit guy himself). He had had many clients come through it well.
So I met with the surgeon, who assured me that I would be back to my life after the surgery. (Although, thinking back, he really had no idea what my life looked like.) Coming out the other side, and after another surgery, I find out that, no, I won't be able to do a lot of the activities that I have been doing all my life, and, yes, it's tied to my mental health.
Those activities bring me joy. Racing around an ice rink as fast as I can go, with the cold air whipping in my face. Having my dog pull me on my rollerblades. Walking an unruly, 60 pound dog that could knock me off my feet if I wasn't braced. Running my dog through a dog agility course with sharp turns and obstacles. Scrambling up a rocky mountain hill.
And yoga. That one makes me cry. I'm doing chair yoga (!) now. It helps a bit, but will never be as satisfying as my old practice was. Part of it is the confidence of trying new things that, for example, might make you fall over. While I don't like falling or wrenching my leg, I never before had such fear that I wouldn't even
try a new pose.
I didn't know how much I relied on those things until I realized they might not be in my reach. I'm still holding out some hope. (Don't tell my surgeon.) If you talk in terms of stages of grief, I guess I'm still in the denial stage.
So I see you. I get it. I'm with you.
Yes, I'm
very grateful that the pain is gone. And am grateful that I can do a lot of things that I haven't been able to do for 2 years. Sincerely, very grateful. And super excited when I get to another milestone, like being able to drive and baking without pain.
But I'm not going to get stuck on "I should feel better about this." Gratefulness doesn't erase the loss that I am feeling. Gratefulness doesn't erase the constant fear I have that I am going to damage my implants.
I understand this fades with time, but I'm not there yet. I don't know how to reconcile it. It's a roller coaster of feelings, and a lot of grief and loss. I hope this doesn't make you feel worse. I hope it helps that others like me are feeling the same way as you are. You aren't alone.
Thank you for posting here. I'm glad to know I'm not alone.