Hi all.
It is a bit tiring even to write this.
I avoided it for hours.
But here goes.
Please excuse the length.
I went to OS this morning for post-op. First a resident examined me. Then OS came in with resident and another young woman standing at computer on wheeled stand, taking notes on my visit.
OS told me that they were cutting me off all pain meds, that I would have to conserve what I had left because I wasn’t getting any more. He told me I could swim and bathe. He told me that people only need PT for psychological support. I told him that in this case I appreciate him approving me to see the PT since the exercises he gave me had helped me.
When he told me I wasn’t getting any more pain meds I got a little choked up. I told him that I was afraid that I was going in be in pain I wouldn’t be able to manage. He said “yep, we cut everyone off at 8 weeks”. Then he said to me “it seems like you are having a psychological problem accepting this” (I suppose because I was a little choked up). I told him “Please don’t use that word anymore. I am fine” (“Psychological”)
I told him that his PA had told me that they expected a longer and more protracted recovery because of my AVN and he told me “That is a messaging problem. That is not the case at all”.
Just then, the young woman/nurse/assistant who was typing notes started lurching towards me and the wheeled computer cart was running into me...I realized that she was losing consciousness. She fainted on top of me.
I grabbed her onto my lap and a few seconds later the resident came over and put his arms around her and helped her onto treatment table. She had lost consciousness for a few seconds. She came to, apologizing. I told her it was fine...I told the OS who at this point was kneeling next to her that he needed to take care of her and I left the office.
I was so shaken by my visit that I tried to think of what I needed to do next. Well, I thought, I suppose I need to swim and I went to the local sports store to get a functional swimsuit in my current size (a little bigger than normal). I came home, changed and went to the gym. I told them what I needed (not a competitive swimming situation) and they directed me to a smaller, warmer therapy pool where I could do kickboard laps slowly without a crowd of people. I swam for 15 minutes, 10 laps with kickboard, no pressure. Got dressed and came home.
What a day, am I right?????? Such an odd morning!