Two Weeks Later…

Two weeks post-op and my second bad night. I guess that’s pretty good. The worst part of my day is taking off my compression stockings without violating my precautions.

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The wound is tender and wants the staples out. The obligatory walks are not much fun, and invariably (so far) the night after I walk, I have painful muscle spasms. I would like to get off Percocet because it upsets my stomach, but muscle spasms at night make that difficult, and I cannot take NSAIDS. Yesterday was awful probably because I forgot to take any pain meds so by night, I was hurting.

Four more weeks until I see the surgeon again and get the “all clear” to return to my normal life and physical positions. I’ve given up the idea that I’m going to bring home the dogs any time soon, but I would if I could find someone who wants a job walking them.

I know from life in general, and my previous hip surgery in particular, that there are ups and downs with this and that patience is, itself, a doctor. It’s amazing to think that just two weeks ago RIGHT NOW (!) I was joking with the OR nurse about maybe drawing a target on my hip. Not long afterward, some guy was rooting around in my left hip joint, cutting off bad bone and replacing it with metal and plastic. It’s bizarre and freaky, but it really happened.

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16 thoughts on “Two Weeks Later…

  1. I imagine your missing your pals very much. I’m sorry about the leg cramps at night, I know that one and they are painful. I was told to drink a glass of water before retiring. I can’t say 100% whether it works or not, but I haven’t had leg cramps since I started. That being said, it could be something else. The freedom to be yourself again is the impetus to keep going and the pooches, for sure. You are awesome, Martha. Not an easy process for sure.

    • Thank you. πŸ™‚ I know that my muscles are just returning to their rightful places and accomodating the new joint. The water thing works — I think a lot of cramps at night come from dehydration. It’s getting better every day. I just have to be patient and believe that in a few weeks I’ll be myself again. Thank you for the moral support.

  2. Recovery is a process, but you know that. And patience is pretty much your only choice. You can’t hurry it. Pain meds help, especially if you take them when you need them. Preferably I have been told — BEFORE you need them. My doctor gave me a whole lecture on taking the pain meds in advance of it getting really bad, thus preventing it from getting so bad. It actually works, when I remember to do it.

    You’re doing pretty well as far as I can tell. That was major surgery. But you are so far better than you were a couple of weeks ago …

    • I can’t believe I forgot to take Tylenol yesterday. The only good thing about having forgotten is I know how my hip REALLY feels. πŸ™‚

  3. It can only get better, but takes time. It is a fact that at night the pain arrives. I had a month of sleepless nights after my accident.

  4. Clearly progress, and as the small voice from the back seat laments–when are we gonna be there. More than one person I know had to set a timer to remember pain meds. Amazing what a little tylenol can do. Congratulations on 2 weeks.

    Like the phrase “surgical leg” on your post op instructions.

    Water is indeed your friend. Do the staples come out soon?

    After my shoulder surgery one of my own learnings was that cranky was often a sign of pain. I got crabby and irritable well before recognizing pain as such. When I realized that, it made it easier to take some ibuprofen (grateful that I can take it) or tylenol. Always more to learn.

    I’d be happy to walk your dogs. The commute is a problem. Darn.

    Keep healing!

    • I like “surgical leg” a LOT better than “bad leg.” That leg isn’t bad. It just wore out in my service. ❀ The staples come out tomorrow. That will feel good, I'm sure. You're so right; there is always more to learn. I'm learning now to let my body tell me when it wants to rest.

  5. Martha–keep on a schedule with those pain meds. You will be off them soon enough, but don’t chase the pain. That is what my doctor and the nurses always told me: Stay on top of the pain; don’t chase it, ’cause then it’s too late. I am sorry to hear the dogs won’t be coming home soon, but I can see where that would not be a good thing. If I lived nearby, you’d be calling the two Lois’s to come to your rescue!

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