Today (Feb. 11) is my official five month kneeversary. I've come a long way, baby! I had lunch with the lady who has been my knee roll model this week. She and I went to college together many moons ago, back in New England. She's my only college friend out here on the left coast. Anyway, she had btkr six years ago, and referred me to my surgeon.
In discussing our motivations to get the surgery, I told her that prior to making up my mind to do it, I felt as though my back was up against the wall in terms of quality of life. I had pretty good health after a melanoma scare in my late 50's, (normal blood pressure, high cholesterol, fibromyalgia) I had work I thoroughly enjoyed doing, I was independent, had good friends, five beautiful grandchildren, and yet I was living in so much pain. At first it was just the right knee, but then last spring my left knee completely blew up, I was in so much pain I had to go to the ER via ambulance, and after that was unable to walk without a walker, and could put very little weight on lefty at all. I sat here in my living room and thought to myself - is this it? Is this going to be my life from now on? I was already scheduled to have righty done, but I wanted more. I wanted my life back. I'm not a big sports person, but I loved to walk the beach trail, which I could no longer do. And I enjoyed my water exercise class in our gorgeous aquatics center, but with both legs shot, I was too scared and the knees hurt too much. I knew that there were no guarantees with this surgery, but I just knew it was time to take the risk. Bottom line, the thought of living with the arthritic bone on bone pain for the rest of whatever time I have on this earth made me decide to go for it. I'm so glad I did. I remember when I had my first consultation with the orthopedist, his PA told me at the time that there were things they could do to help me with the pain (shots, knee braces, pt) , but that the only "cure" was the tkr. And she looked me in the eyes and said that only I would know when I was ready to do it. And five months ago I was ready.
Would I do it again? Yes. Absolutely. Has it been easy and is the struggle over yet? No! But I am so happy to putter around my life, with the freedom to run errands, take the stairs instead of the elevator, do my chores, have lunch with my friends, tutor my students without pain, spend time with my family.
The other part of this that is so rewarding is the feeling of accomplishment each time a new threshold is met. I can sleep comfortably now, such a miracle. I still have stiffness and pain with certain movements, plus slight swelling which can become borderline moderate, especially in lefty. I try to remember to move carefully, because I don't want to injure myself. I have always been a quick mover once I get going, and I have become much more cautious.
I no longer use any walking aids, and haven't since about 8 weeks. I have noticed a steady improvement in my balance as I continue to walk daily. At first I felt so wobbly and out of balance. But gradually I have become steady as she goes.
I had a lot of skin issues around the surgical site which took me by surprise and caused a great deal of anxiety and discomfort up until about a month ago. But through it all the inner workings of the knee has been on solid ground. I was very lucky that my Rom was about 115 the first time they measured it, and was at 120 shortly after I left skilled nursing. I don't know why that was the case, it was just the cards I was dealt, I guess. With all the skin issues, I guess they were balanced off a little bit by the ease that I achieved the 120 Rom. It certainly wasn't because of any stellar exercise program or anything else I might have done. It was just the luck of the draw.
I also had terrible reactions to the heavy duty pain medications, plus allergic reactions to the suture material. So I had my share of challenges, and still do. But I feel so happy and optimistic. And grateful. To have the opportunity to get this done, all the help I had from my family, plus the excellent medical coverage through medicare, and the wonderful skills of my medical team, I feel so blessed. And the care and support I have received on bonesmart has been awesome, especially because I live alone and don't have a life partner to talk to and commiserate with.
I'll be honest and confess that I have some residual fears about developing bacterial infections. For example, I need to visit the dentist to get a check up and my teeth cleaned, but I am just so scared to do it. I have the antibiotics in hand from my OS's office, and I know to take four of the pills an hour before my dental appointment, but I have this irrational fear that the pills won't be enough protection. At least I hope its an irrational fear. And what about my dermatologist? I see her every six months for a full monty melanoma check, and she has sometimes found things to remove. Never a second melanoma, thank goodness, but a couple of squamous and one basal. Do I need to take the antibiotic when things like that are removed? Or should I? As I write this I am struck that I should send my OS's nurse an email and ask her about the pills and the deratologist.
Anyway, I know this is long, but I wanted to share where I am with my knees and with life in general. I always check the age of the member when I read posts, and I know I am one of the older members. Even so, I do feel like a new chapter in my life is unfolding. Happy five month new knees to me!!!!