So much for keeping up with my Recovery thread......had a small meltdown with the boys (Charlie and Joey) yesterday because everything is taking so long to do.....I am, of course, used to it from the first time round, but I think that's the trouble, having done it all once I'm right back at the beginning again! And instead of hurting in one place, it's three cos my knee whinges when I walk and my March hip has just woken up to the fact that it is the principal support and doesn't like it. Nothing major....managing well on panadol, just feel slightly overwhelmed for a while. I think it also makes a difference when you've been a few days in hospital with nurses concentrating on you, then- home where, although they are concerned, it's all a bit old hat now cos you've all been thro it before. Hence my pity party
Otherwise nothing really interesting to report. My meds are panadol and celebrex, with a chaser of aspirin, and tramadol waiting in the wings. When I'm sitting I have half a hockey puck on my right side and a gigantic puck on my left.....I asked my surgeon what causes this feeling and he was non-committal, in that special surgeon way

. Walking is ok on two crutches, and I can do a couple of steps with one, but not pushing that at the moment. I go up and downstairs 6 or 7 times a day.....not a good idea to come up behind me if you're in a rush

.......but I get there in the end. Getting into bed is sometimes tricky....first day back I thought my leg would never co-operate, but logleg didn't stick around for long, thankfully. However I need to be pretty athletic to negotiate the piles of pillows and cushions that are designed to make me forget I'm sleeping on my back (failure......nothing can make me forget I'm on my back, rearranging them just gives me something to do in the middle of the night!) Oh, and I'm pleased to report that daily prunes and other fibrous remedies were not in vain, and success was obtained yesterday
All in all, very little to complain about....just a spot of the 'baby blues' and I know this recovery comes in stops and starts, so expect tobe leaping around like a gazelle next week

I came home with a sheet of exercises from the hospital physio, the only one I'm doing is vaguely waving my leg out to the side a few times a day. We don't have any PT follow-up out here, unless you choose to go privately, but I have a lot of faith iin the BS mantra of 'less is more' and will just gradually up my walking.
I hope all other recovering hippies are doing well, and that anyone going in soon will not freak out too much but focus on the better life ahead
