Hi, my name is bipolar L.I.T, and I can't decide if I'm thankful or depressed and angry.
I seem to be up at 3:07am again. I am thankful it's not 1am....but am angry it's not at least 5 or 6am. And so I set the tone for my thankful yet depressed and angry manifesto.
Thankful.... I received 'great' reports from surgeon and PT - I've met all the 'benchmarks' that are needed, and have more flexion than they predicted. I can "do" far more without my knee 'blowing up' like it used to - I even went to a movie, baked a lemon pie Saturday, cooked a full breakfast and cleaned up yesterday morning, and did housework this weekend! My knee didn't swell any more than it's 'standard' amount!
Things are much better than a month ago, and clearly I am able to do some more 'normal' things which I haven't been able to do since pre-TKR. I am so very thankful for that.
So the question is.... 'why am I so unhappy'? First and foremost, the nighttime pain - she ees getting to me! Even when my hubby manages to sleep, my nighttime pain wakes me up.

Even when I take a pain pill to prevent it, it wakes me up.

 Even when I take copious amounts of Tylenol, it wakes me up!

I'm *mostly* back to work full time, so I can't just grab sleep 'whenever' like I used to, so I seem to be accumulating a great lack of the horizontal recovery they call 'sleep'. OK, 'nuff said. On to the next gripe.
Hubby has been in a REALLY foul, butthead kind of a mood since last Thursday. There have been no paucity of condescending, patronizing comments from him over innocent subjects
. And any attempt at 'peacemaking' or 'reconciliation' are met with the old "I'm not upset" routine. Really? REALLY?
I know it's due to the side effects of the steroids for his back - he, too, has had too little sleep, too many chemical alterations ('roid rage'), and is in some degree of pain b/c of his back - pain pills not an option for him (unless short term post-op) b/c of previous addiction (after shoulder surgery) that ended in 90 day rehab and his almost losing his medical license. He has been a recovering alcoholic since the 1980's, so it wasn't just a *fluke* either. I sympathize with him - I know he's in pain. I even feel GUILTY for being angry. But it doesn't change the fact that I'm tired of the sarcastic and demeaning attitude. (I just realized I could be talking about a teenager!
) The good part is that he's off them as of yesterday, but is now going through withdrawal, and mostly bedridden feeling ill.
Finally, I am having 'knee envy'.

People who seem to be turning a corner (for whom I am really happy, but also jealous). And yet guilt for feeling envious b/c I *am* still making some progress, although it seems to feel like a snail's pace due to the pain and lack of sleep. That's my Catholic guilt.
And then there are the friends who have had TKR (recent or past) saying "you should be feeling better already - what do you mean you are still swelling?".... or "I'm 7 weeks out, and hit a major turning point at 6weeks. I'm back at water aerobics, why aren't you? You need to come to us for your support group.".... or "it doesn't seem right you should still be in pain." For all that, I am thankful for this forum - otherwise I would just concede to these feelings of knee inadequacy that other people, for some reason, seem to think it's helpful to point out how far behind I seemingly am.
Finally, my house got so behind during my knee debacle (and my hubby got so busy purchasing 'stuff') that I seem to not be able to catch up - there are box parts, packing materials, users manuals everywhere. We already didn' t have any room in the house, and now we have all kinds of 'stuff' all over the couch, chairs, guest beds, kitchen island and counters - there is no room anywhere, and it's becoming impossible to keep up much less make improvement. Yet another 'failure' on my part.
Wow, I sure am having one

of an anger filled pity party this morning.

Sorry for the 'downer' moment. I know the solution is time - I know things will swing the other way - I know not to compare myself to others or to let someone tell me how I should be doing. I know all these things, and still have some faith they will come true.
And I also *know* how good I have it, but my constant lack of sleep and home state are just catching up to me. My dream right now would be to just go away and take care of only myself for 2 weeks. Of course, then I might come home to a house that had bushcraft, survivalist, and homesteading purchases coming out the windows!

