Hi
@jul
I've replied to you on my own thread because I didn't want to derail your thread xxxx
I've learnt so much from having a challenging recovery that has taken a considerable time. In a way, it's like fate stepped in, tapped me on the shoulder and said "hey you, time to slow down". It was very hard for me as I was a complete workaholic too. I'd got my two jobs which are very demanding, then I'd come home and grab something quick to eat. An hour break at most. Then I'd start marking assignments or logging in the folders for the course they were doing. That was my life. All work, no play, apart from Saturdays when my kids/grandkids came down. Even then, I was distracted because I'd be planning something for the following weeks lessons. I dealt with all the finances, shopping, the lot. My husband is retired. He did do tea some nights so that was a help. The problem was even though he'd keep the place nice and tidy to me it was only surface clean, not properly clean. Control freak, yes that was me. The hardest part was learning to let go of the reins, ask my husband to do stuff but he'd become very resentful at me telling/asking him what to do. He found me very bossy and overbearing at the start of the recovery. He was used to having the house to himself for the last seven years and found it hard that suddenly I was around. His little routine and nice life were suddenly thrown into chaos (me).
Equally, it was as hard for me. I was used to working full on and suddenly I'm stuck, no control of my situation and you guessed it. I didn't cope. We rowed, I cried, I hated him, he shouted and oh Julie it was a nightmare. All I wanted to do was get back to our respective routines and get back to normal. It wasn't to be. Things went wrong with my knee. Suddenly, I had to face the fact I was going nowhere. I had to accept that this was the situation. Eventually, I began to adjust and now nine months on and a revision, I feel hopeful. I will not be back at work until January earliest apparently.
We have had to learn to accept that we each have our own thoughts and feelings and to talk more. Brooding silence achieves nothing at all except resentment. I feel sorry for him because now we are going through the early days of recovery all over again, with him in a caring role again (but it never really stopped in some respects) but I think we are both better prepared. I've not driven since last December xxx
He's had to go out this morning so I'm in alone. It's strange. He insisted I showered before he went. He's left me a cooked jacket potato and filling in the fridge for lunch. This recovery is a lot different to the previous one x x x
So the point I'm making Julie is not to worry about trying to do everything without some kind of a break. It does you no good in the end x x x x
Love from Nana moon 27 xoxoxox
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as you are talking about it. I am a big baby at heart 
. I am so sorry they just did not pop out one, two, three,.. I bet you will feel better now that they are out though. You know I had forgotten about the Heparin (Clexane) as I was on that as well. I hated to give myself those injections, but I have a history of having clots after an operation I had years ago and was on heparin for 6 months at that time. I was so glad when I was off of the Heparin after the TKR which was for a short stint. Folks tend to feel because you are a nurse you can take injections without flinching. I am such a whoosh when it comes to getting injections anywhere. With the RA at times I was on meds where I had to give myself injections every month for months at a time, and I so disliked it. Totally terrible I am, but I can give a good injection as my patient's tell me. I hope you have a better night tonight. It seems like the later you go to bed the better you will sleep, but one never knows. Good thing you can take a nap during the day. I pray for you to have good healing and good to have the pain relieved by the pain meds. Have a good night, a pain-free night, and a good day to all 
