Gotta post this in my pre-op thread because I'm sure I will return at some point and re-read thoughts of my journey.
I am in so much pain. P-A-I-N. Pain.
I help take care of my father and do his weekly grocery shopping. Normally it isn't a huge issue. I manage.
Tonight, it was an issue, though. I think owing to have been more physically active lately because of pre-surgery preparations (still can't get the toilet riser or shower bench either one just right), plus not being able to take any Ibuprofen or glucosamine chondritin, my hip has become inflamed and angry.
I hurt in my knee and in the ball of my hip-I keep rubbing the bone through my fanny cheek. It is God-have-mercy-on-me-I-hear-you-that-this-surgery-is-a-necessity-awful-arthritis. Bone on bone agony.
When I got to my Dad's and was putting food away, I went from my usual limping to hobbling to literally hopping on one leg, unable to put any weight on my arthritic hip. Picture me stretching to pull bags off the counter so as not to move, and then holding on to the stove and hopping on one leg to carry the bags to the refrigerator. It would be funny if not such misery.
I managed to hide it from my Dad who was watching TV in another room. He is an emotional person too (I get it honestly) and it would have bothered him.
True confession: Dad doesn't know about my surgery Tuesday. He knows I have a challenged hip, he knows I struggle from time to time and he sees me limping. But he doesn't know about the surgery. Why? Because when I tested the waters on the subject and mentioned that THR may be in my future, he said things from fear and honest ignorance that aren't helpful, such as, "I hope not. That's terrible. You're too young. That's an ordeal! Let me tell you about Mr. So and So..."
Dad being stressed, fearful and unhappy means I inherit that, and I just can't. Also, Dad has health issues and doesn't need to be hanging out in a germy hospital trying to walk those long distances.
He will be mad and hurt hearing of it after the fact, but I will explain my reasoning and deal with it then.
I don't know if anyone else has ever had to navigate the surgery and/or recovery process in a similar selective way, but I suspect so.
I made it home safely and have been lying down trying to get comfortable. Of course I am concerned about surgery Tuesday. But that pain- oh what debilitating misery. I sobbed all the way home, but I know this is the right decision to have THR and I feel some peace and final closure in that. This was one of my worst episodes and hopefully it is my last. I expect I will feel better in the AM after resting, but I will not forget.
@Jillie422 named her new hip Herman. Mine is going to be Norm. Norm for normal. Norm for the character Norm from the old TV show Cheers who was cheered and welcomed upon arrival.
I'm done with this pre-op pain. I may still be scared of what lies ahead, but I have got to take a leap of faith and do something.