@Mscant - nice hearing from you. How are you today?
Yes, I had one of those hand-held plastic breathing tools too. I found it to be a welcome distraction at times. I would challenge myself to get the floating piece higher and higher as if I were in some really odd competition. (Ha Ha) Can you imagine seeing THAT on ESPN? I'm sure I brought that apparatus home from the hospital, but I haven't a clue where it is now.
I feel like I am coming along and I am grateful. At times this whole experience still feels very surreal. On occasion, I have woken from sleep where I was dreaming, and as my awareness of where I am and what day it is type information slowly filters in to my consciousness, I think, "I've had hip surgery!" and it's new all over again. It's a bit jarring and surprising somehow. Not really a bad thing, but not as good as when other realizations occur, like, "It's the weekend!" or "Oh yeah, it's Christmas morning!" It's like when you are asleep and dreaming you can be anywhere and anything. And then you wake up and it's reality.
But when I feel the urge to exit off into "Pity Town" all I have to do is remind myself this is a process I am going THROUGH. It is going THROUGH something, not TO something and staying there. And, oh, by the way, I tell myself in my best looking over eyeglasses stern tone - have you forgotten you are sleeping pain free? Don't you remember just a few weeks ago pre-surgery not being able to sleep without waking up with hip pain? I'm in an actual BED now, and not balled up in the recliner at night desperately trying to find an angle, a position that doesn't hurt. How quickly we adjust and take things for granted.
I'm having continued soreness and tightness in my operated leg's calf muscle. I am not sure what it needs so I am trying a variety of things. Walk a bit, sit a bit. Ice? You got it. Ankle pumps and gentle stretching? Ok. Just can't make it go away. It's uncomfortable. I will ask physical therapist about it again tomorrow. Open to any of your BoneSmarties thoughts too.
I've noticed the skin on my legs is dry and flaky. Looks like I need serious moisturizing. Using the body wash on the sponge on a stick while sitting on the shower bench didn't get it. That normally isn't an issue being dry and scaly. I think that's a common thing post-surgery if I'm correct. That and a bit of hair loss (from the head, that is). If it kept my legs from needing to be shaved ever again, I'd be all for that.
My doc last week suggested I start rubbing Mederma on my closed incision. I had someone pick it up for me from the drug store and it was $25 for something like .70 of an ounce. Yikes! Being the frugal and inquisitive sort I am - I looked it up to see what this stuff is made of that makes it so pricey. You'd think they are crushing Faberge eggs at the Mederma factory to make the stuff.
Turns out it is a gel based on an onion extract. I was wondering if anyone else has used it, and if so, what were the results? Or perhaps you use or used something different?
I have a sizable posterior approach incision. And while I am under NO illusion that modeling in a bikini at a boat show is in my future, obviously I want it to heal well and look its best down the road. Even if it doesn't look great, I'll still be proud of it because of what it represents. I had surgery on this same hip many years ago and that old previous scar is on the side of my hip and is much smaller. This Mederma claims to work on new and old scars alike. If it is true, that is great - but I don't want to be a sucker if it's a lot of hype. I thought I'd throw it out to the knowledgeable folks here. We certainly earn our special markings, don't we, friends?
In another random sidebar, my sister painted my toenails as a little pick me up. My favorite color is canary yellow, which may not be the best color choice for feet, but it has a sparkly glitter in it that feels jazzy. Silly, I know. Truth be told, I didn't paint them much at all pre-surgery, but there's something about not being able to do something that makes you want it. More than that, though, is what it represents. My dear sister has her own health issues and stays tired and is having to carry the full weight of responsibilities right now caring for our elderly parent. She has been there to help me bathe, to empty my vomit bucket and my bedside potty, but funny enough, she really doesn't like feet. It's an odd place to draw the line. You know how some folks have an odd foot fetish attraction? She has the opposite - a "feet are gross" stance. Ha Ha So her painting my toenails was a labor of love.
I am looking forward to my full restoration and to pour back into others' lives the care and the energy that has been shown to me. I know it isn't tit for tat. It's not anything I owe. But I've always been more comfortable being the one who helps rather than the one who is helped. I've been working on accepting help more gracefully. I certainly appreciate it. I just dislike so much being a burden. Yesterday I tried to "help" in the kitchen and I wound up breaking a dish and making a bigger mess for sister to clean up than if I had just stayed out of there and not tried. My emotions are so close to the surface that the tears started rolling down my face as I looked down at the mess I'd made all over the floor.
For those who have gained increasing self-sufficiency in recovery, have you had any unique "thank you" ideas for your caregivers? My list isn't long, but I want to send a card to the nurses at the hospital, do something special for my sister, and of course, help out here on this site however I can. I know some BoneSmarties had chocolate candies or presented a cake to the hospital staff while they were there. I didn't have it together to do anything at the time.
What a life-changing and life-enhancing experience we share. Sister tells me the only thing I have to do and the only thing I should be working on is getting myself well. That makes sense, and that's exactly what I would tell her or anyone else in the same situation. But it feels different when you are the patient. A proud, stubborn, normally independent, control enthusiast, type "A" personality patient who is sensitive to others' needs.
We discuss here the energy drain that comes with joint replacement work. But life itself drains us of energy with just the normal business of work and paying bills and caring for family and meeting obligations/facing challenges. Did you know research suggests that 85% of medical problems are caused by stress? It's so vital to replenish that energy somehow. At times it can feel there isn't enough energy to even do what is needed to replenish the energy. With some combination/mixture of various things like rest, prayer, meditation, music, perspective and attitude adjusting, laughter, gratitude and love, we move the needle back from "E" for empty towards the "F" for full.
How is your "tank" registering today?
The American novelist Willa Cather wrote, "That is happiness: to be dissolved into something complete and great." It has helped me a lot feeling connected to something larger than myself with this BoneSmart. I also like to think our joint replacement itself is taking all of us to something more complete and great. I don't have unrealistic expectations of newly gained physical feats, but I get excited thinking about doing simple things I haven't been able to do.
Life is going to have its ups and downs. I fully reserve the right to experience this welling of emotion right here and right now - this warmth spreading across my chest and the positivity and love I am working on to keep flowing, knowing fully well that in the next few minutes, or this afternoon, or tomorrow, I will have to start all over again from zero. We are a work in progress, ever challenged and evolving.
That's about it from my recovery headquarters right now. I appreciate each of you and am keeping you in my thoughts and prayers. I believe our emotional support strengthens our immune systems and boosts our recovery. Hope is a beautiful thing! May it fill you today and lift your spirits as the sun burns off an early morning fog.






