Good idea, Sister. I forget I can be the boss of my care,
MamaZ, I learned my lesson from yesterday. I did way too much and today my leg is more swollen and tight. I'm back to RIEM!
Day 10. Slept so well-- I'm thankful. I woke up at 7, but then fell back asleep and slept until 9. I'm not feeling a bit guilty-- I think my body is using that sleep to work on my knee.
I can't believe it's been 10 days. Im a little worried about not doing my PT "homework", but not much. I'm believing the success I see here with NOT doing the exercises. I'm doing good with ADL's, a little laundry, and a small bit of tidying/cleaning. Last night I grilled our salmon outside myself (sitting down). Keeping my leg dependent for any amount of time makes it feel tighter and uncomfortable. I know I can't sit with my leg up forever, but I'm not sitting with it down again for a while!
I'm counting my blessings today. Being alone all day, I tend to sit around and start thinking of the "what ifs". I do not want to go down that road again. I suffered more the week BEFORE my surgery than I have come close to after surgery-- I really think I got pathologically anxious/depressed worrying about the surgery. The actual event was nothing like I had worried about, and I want to be grateful and positive. I don't want to get that worked up again with the second knee coming up.
I do feel the need to be doing something-- I've never not worked except for vacations. I want to enjoy the luxury of being home and setting my own schedule, and be thankful, very thankful, that I can take my time going back to work when I am ready. I want to focus on all the positives in my life and not fall into the pity party I can easily throw for myself at any time. For now on, I'm going to write my top blessing of the day, everyday.
Today's blessing : My husband who is super supportive, gentle and has a wicked sense of humor. Last night when I was super tired and making a big deal about the trip upstairs to bed, he gathered up my huge puke of "stuff" and said, "come on, madam, Everest doesn't climb itself". He looked like a Sherpa standing there - and I got a belly laugh to replace my whining. Thank God for him.
Shelia
RTKR - 8/23/16
LTKR - 9/20/2016