To begin this sojourn thru my summer, I will introduce myself briefly: female, 56, friendly, loyal, Christian and a teacher of 3rd grade students, and yes I still love doing so.
Being that I have 9 glorious weeks for my summer vacation, I thought, why not? Why not use, this resting from little children time, to have my right hip totally replaced?
I am beginning week 4 post op. and have graduated from a walker to a cane, and yes I do think I'm pretty hot stuff.
So, those of you that think this is my opportunity to cry and whine about the pain and inconvenience of this experience...you're absolutely right! (Sometimes)
But I also wanted to give voice to the victories that come and the pleasure of knowing that the same God that created me is healing me so well.
Well, some of the time I do give in to the drudgery and despairity(I know it's not a word) of not having freedom to drive and walk or dance or slide away from a hip and leg that thinks it's in, it's own country.
Now my hip did give me a LOT of pain for the last few years so I thought I would teach it a lesson, LOL- kinda the slicer/dicer of late night tv dreams.
No, although in some "discomfort" as I heal...I am not now, or have taken any of the "strong" meds the Dr.'s love to prescribe. (Except when I was in the hospital for those hazy days)
I do take a Darvoset before I do my exercises so I can pretend that all those leg lifts and kicks don't really hurt.
I have found that I am an extremest as far as my PT is concerned. One day I go to it with vim and vigor and the next, I lie on the lovely ice bag in my reclining hospital bed.(Yes, I do my lying down PT, but none of the standing on that second day).
I will be honest about my recovery on here -as honest as I can. I say that because I have found that I lie to myself about all this. I tell myself stories about how tomorrow I will be walking in the garden and freely weeding my herb beds and that I will be taking line dancing classes with my friend Ann and that I will be walking strongly up and down the hill I live on (charmingly nicknamed, Suicide Hill).
OK-so none of that is happening yet...but I do believe that I will be doing these things soon.
I also lie to myself about avoiding doing my PT the way I should each day, telling myself the lie that everyone would be babying themselves as much as I am.
I tell myself that these weeks are truly my summer vacation and it is good for my psychological status to loll abed late in the morn. I have 4 weeks to complete my recovery so I have to be a wee bit more determined to complete all my PT each day.
Pray for me that I do.
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