It sounds like I'm about on target for two months. I got a phone call from my new boss asking me for something she couldn't find. She so lovely and conscientious, but I was a puddle of tears after the call. I was triggered about going back to work, and how physically unready I am. I've been trying not to worry, but I realize how no one can really understand what it's like to recover from this surgery unless they've had it. So many people go back really early... I just don't know how they do it. Maybe I'm a wimp. Anyway, I'm not going back until mid-January, so I'll try to take things day by day. I'm hoping for a financial windfall, so I can retire early!
Swimming is something that's going to have to wait for awhile, although I can go float around in the warm indoor pool. Oh the bathing suit thing... I decided not to worry too much. I can't imagine that many people my age are comfortable strutting around in a tiny lycra suit. There are all shapes and sizes at my pool and nobody cares. Exercise, other than what I do daily at home and short walks, is terribly draining, so I probably won't get back in the water for a couple of months.
PT is going well. I only need to go once a week, unless I want to join their class on Tuesdays, which I don't. He gave me a few stretches and some strenthening exercies, plus 5 mins on the stationary bike, 3x a day. I'm mainly working on my extension, which is 7, and not very comfortable for walking. He does not buy into the "no pain, no gain" philosophy, and just does some gentle coaxing and encouragement. He gave me a wonderful massage about midway through the session, which really loosened things up. Even still, my leg gets warm and tight, so I ice and elevate whenever I can. Oh and take pain meds if I need to.
I cry a lot, and I'm not normally much of a crier. Not sure why, but just writing about it makes me tear up. I imagine I'm a little depressed, but again, I'm not sure of the reason... perhaps major surgery?
So nice to connect again. Have a restful evening.