Thanks,
@Elf1, I did get some decent sleep again last night, turning lights out at 11:00 and sleeping until about 3:45 AM, so almost 5 hours. When I woke up, I tottered to the bathroom and back, and popped a Tramadol before settling back into bed. Like the previous night, my sleep after this was pretty light but it does feel good to get in a big chunk. It is like when we had newborns--oh, the first time my babies slept for a 4 hour chunk I'd have celebrated big time if I'd had any energy to do so!
I think you're right,
@bickypeg, comparisons are always foolish, even between your own two hips. The key is to just roll with it, and not get foolishly caught up ("oh, last time I was doing X, why can't I do that now?!") I have been lucky though, that constipation hasn't really been a huge problem either time. I've been chomping on prunes at every meal, take a morning dose of Miralax and I'm trying to drink much more water. My husband has been good about keeping the water bottle on my bedside table full of iced water. I feel as if this hip is more painful than last time but admittedly I've forgotten a lot about hip #1. Still, when I go back and read my postings from the first go-around, I wasn't whining about pain all that much. Maybe it was painful but I felt as if I shouldn't be complaining about that. Who knows--it is what it is this time around, and I'm going to get through this!
Glad to know,
@Calgal, that my brain isn't the only one that seems to have gotten quite sluggish during recovery. I am an avid reader, although sitting had been so much harder with this second hip that I probably haven't been reading as much as I'd like. I did pick up my Kindle last night (in an effort to tear my eyes away from awful TV) but I only read a page or two before giving up.
Today is shower day--yippee--when my husband returns from his morning workout and, boy, am I excited about that! So, yes,
@SurreyGirl, I shall be dipping into my make-up box for a bit of lip gloss, eye liner and maybe some concealer for these awful bags under my eyes. Ooooh, and a spritz of cologne! Nothing like spending an inordinate amount of time in bed and dealing with discomfort to make one's face look bag lady'ish. Hobbling to the toilet daily means I cross by our sink which has a huge, unflattering mirror and I desperately avert my eyes as it's soooo depressing! By the way, can't say I'm craving particular foods really, I am eating but not with joyous enthusiasm, just because I need to eat. This focus on high fiber foods is getting to be a drag. On the other hand, I'm not really craving sweets.
Thanks for the good wishes,
@Fiona444 and
@GrannyC. If enough people tell me I'm doing well, maybe I'll start to believe the hype!