Day 9 - Update on immobilizer - Last night, I tried to wear it and lasted about 3 hrs. until I woke up feeling claustrophic and almost in a panic. Couldn't wait to get it off. Then I had short bursts of stinging pain briefly but enough to wake me up. Got up to get an ice pack, settled back in with leg elevated on pillows as usual and icing, and went back to sleep for another 3 hrs. or so--without the immobilizer. I was told the purpose of the immobilizer is to help me get to my goal of 0 extension by 6 weeks, and I am already at 3, so I'm thinking I'll just forget the immobilizer and do the gentle knee presses randomly as I have been doing while my leg is elevated on pillows. If my PT tells me I'm not on track for desired extension goal, I'll consider going back to the immobilizer, but it feels like a torture chamber. Good rest--which I have been getting regularly at night--feels more important right now for my healing.
Blues - For no apparent reason, I had a bout of the blues early this morning. My healing is progressing very well, I have little pain, and there's good help at home. I think it's part of the general mental and physical fatigue. I have been focused on this surgery for a couple of months already--planning, preparing, anticipating. And now I have to find patience to wait on my body. I wonder how ready I will be to start back to work on Week 5. I teach at the local university, a job that I love, and will be teaching my spring semester classes all online from home. So that helps. Still, I am concerned about stamina and focus. I know it's too early to worry so much about that, but I'm having a hard time convincing my overthinker brain to be quiet and let body do what it knows to do.
Comfort - I don't know if this will help anyone else, but I have found that my body responds really well to structure and routine--going to bed about the same time and getting up about the same time every day, morning routine of coffee, cereal, meds (just my normal before-surgery ones plus baby aspirin and stomach protector),walk, potty, rest and ice, distractions, walk, more distractions, lunch. Same for the afternoon until dinner (w/o potty or meds). TV after dinner. Bedtime ritual of carrying pillows, ice, water glass to bedroom, taking Tylenol, changing to pjs, snuggling my fuzzy blankie, and turning out the light. Sounds a bit like an infant, doesn't it? On PT days, which are MWF, and on Sundays, I add a shower to the morning routine. Sometimes the kids drop by for a visit. Hubby is retired, so we have small conversations. It's hard to accept that this can be so tiring, but I must be P.A.T.I.E.N.T. . . . . . . .
Hope everyone is having a day just a little bit better than the day before.