At age 79, I finally acquiesced to the necessity of TKR, which I had stated very firmly about 6 years ago, was “not gonna happen”. It would be my first venture into the world of physical trauma. I had been told by a contractor who did some work on my home that he had “gotten my life back” after TKR. “The first six weeks isn’t much fun, but after that, it’s worth it”. Another told me, “It isn’t really all that bad”. That was pretty much the extent of my knowledge of exactly what to expect for the recovery process. In other words, I didn’t even have a clue as to what I was REALLY getting into, and what it was going to be like. I didn’t bother to look up and read the fine print. I remember the day I got my full upper denture. When I got home with that thing in my mouth, the first thing I did was pop a pitted Black Olive into my mouth. I could not bite it! I thought, “Great!!! I’m gonna talk funny and eat soup for the rest of my life”. Today is two weeks out. Although I am told my progress is very good, I am having trouble shaking a similar morbid vision of the future; “Great!!! I’m gonna walk funny and have a painful, stiff leg for the rest of my life”. As an Engineer, I describe my TKR as having had a “Non-OEM, third party. after-market replacement component installed in my lower Left mobility quadrant”. While patience is not one of my strongest virtues, I think I am dealing with this new reality fairly well. Somewhere in the middle of the 3rd or 4th night, there was some brief minor anxiety, but I was still on morphine. My worst problem now is sleep, or the lack thereof. I’m getting between 3 and 5 hours per night, and my thrashing around searching for that non-existent comfortable position only adds to the pain level. My biggest concern actually is for my wife. When I became useless, her work load tripled. Fortunately, she is substantially healthier and stronger than average for her age (70); Still, it is difficult for her. What I am going through is very difficult in many ways; definitely the most traumatic period of my life from a physical, situational perspective. Two things I have picked up over the years in my reading and studying have helped immensely. One is the reality that “This too, shall pass”. Closely related to that, and a logical derivation is “We live in the NOW’. No matter what is going on at any given time, it is NOW, and must be dealt with. I can remember many previous “NOWS”. Some were very enjoyable, and I cherish them as fond memories. Some were educational, some were emotional, some were high points and some were low points, but they have all passed and become part of who and what I am today. NOW, I am going through an experience that gives me an entirely new insight into what many people I know, or someone in their family, go through constantly. Truly, I thank the Lord for that. I will have far more compassion, and hopefully find it much easier and more natural to relate and be supportive. I still say however, that experiencing TKR was VERY, VERY, low on my Bucket List! Somewhere down below Skiing the vertical face of the Matterhorn; Wrestling a Nile Crocodile; Sky-diving without a parachute; Dining on African Cave Spiders. But . . . Here I am “comfortably” reclined with my leg elevated and iced.