Week 7: As the Knees Turn
Today begins the seventh week of my recovery. Week 6 was a really good week for me knee-wise, and I think I know why. Six weeks is about the amount of time it takes for the body to get on the other side of major wounds. Not heal the wounds completely, not even close. But a healthy body, bar infections and complications, is over the major repair work by the time six weeks have passed. There's still lots of healing to go, but some things--invisible, important things--have reached equilibrium.
Energy. I have more energy now and feel more like my old self. Yes, I still tire if I do a lot, but much of the time I don't do a lot, so most days I get along really well and might not nap at all. On the other hand... the other day I napped after trying on summer outfits. Seriously, trying on clothes from my own closet. Now the good news is that I even care about trying on clothes and shoes. A few weeks ago I only cared about comfort. However, I have a date with Mr. Shoes next week and I wanted to see what still fits. I've lost weight, you see, and much of my wardrobe is now baggy. Not all of it, though. I found a lovely shirtdress to wear. And cute shoes. But the effort of trying on several items and walking to the mirror for critiquing different angles, really took the zip out of my do-dah and I needed a nap.
Now the nap was a nice surprise also. I simply curled up and slept on my side. This position has been hit or miss for me, but that day it was a hit out of the ballpark. Perfectly natural. No pain. All systems go upon waking up.
Walks have become easier and I am venturing a bit afield as I gain confidence. Two weeks ago, Lefty still hurt with every bend, even simply when walking, but as of today, my left knee barely hurts at all. That nagging little pain on the inside of the knee is almost gone. I intend to ask the OS about it on Monday, if it's still there. But the fact that the pain is getting less with every week tells me this is something likely to resolve completely.
The only assistive device I still use: my Lounge Doctor wedge. I still sleep nights with my legs elevated. It's comfy and Lefty likes it. 'Nuff said. Whatever makes the knee(s) happy.
All other devices, including the cane, are history. PT cleared me to go cane-less. I still take it with me on walks, but mostly as a prop. Car drivers see a person holding a cane walking in the road and they at least understand why. The sidewalks in my neighborhood are uneven and occasionally hazardous.
I look forward to Friday being my last day of PT. My PT guy does not know this. He's probably writing up a progress report to the doctor that lauds my exceptional progress (under his tutelage, of course) but extolls the benefit of continued PT to work on balance and strength. Little does he grasp that I intend to sabotage his report by letting my OS know I can, and will, do a perfectly fine job of rehabbing my knees the rest of the way on my own. My progress so far will prove my point, I hope. I intend to take full credit for that.
As of today, I...
* can get off any chair or sofa with ease
* think nothing of getting up to fetch a snack or do a chore
* walk three or more blocks with ease and begin to tire after five blocks
* go up and down stairs foot over foot, using handrails
* still cannot stand for much longer than fifteen or twenty minutes without wanting to sit
* can sit with my legs down for three hours (but will want to ice after that many)
* have driven a car, but not yet gone on an outing alone
* see that my scars are starting to pale and turn silvery
* feel completely, happily, very much like me
As far as pain goes, I don't have much at all. I prefer to call it stiffness, which I know is a kind of pain, but it pales alongside the pain I used to suffer with my arthritic knees. That horrible arthritic pain is still fresh enough in my memory that what I feel now is readily accepted. So, yes, there still is some, but it's minor enough I just go with it. Tylenol on occasion.
So, Week 7, let's see what you have in store!