In Recovery

Well, I had my hip surgery last Friday. And it has revealed to me four things:

1. I am getting old.
2. Trying to get around on crutches / a walker while being off RA meds doubly sucks.
3. Because my arms, chest, and stomach hurt so much from trying to get around (let my life serve as a warning to others: this is what happens when you're fat and out of shape and have hip surgery), I have become pretty much entirely dependent upon Eric for everything (though at least I can still get on and off the toilet "under my own steam." Couldn't do that the first night, though: Consequently, I'm now the happy owner of four different, large medical supplies. Sigh.)
4. I have reached the end of viewable television.

Anyway, I cannot put any weight on my right leg for six weeks. That's right: SIX weeks! Ugh. To be honest, I'm not sure how I'll do it. If I'd known how bad this would be, I think I might have just gone and lived in pain for the rest of my life.

Granted, I brought a lot of this on myself, by being a witless lard-butt. But one of the pre-op nurses said to me, "You're too young and not overweight enough to have this happen to you. How did it happen?" The short answer is "probably golf." But it all had me wondering how in the world the elderly and the very overweight do this kind of thing.

The surgery itself went well, and I remember not a bit of it (note: this may be why it went well.). My primary concern wasn't pain (I was expecting that), but the idea that I'd barf my way through post-op (as I'd done on nearly every other surgery I ever had).

No barfing for me, though. Apparently, however, I was so concerned about barfing that throughout my recovery room stay, I kept asking, "Am I nauseous?" "No, Kim, you're not nauseous." "Oh, okay.... Am I nauseous?" Poor nurses.

I start PT three times a week beginning next week. Ugh. Not looking forward to it. I also go for a post-op check-up next week.

I miss my life, RA-ridden as it was.

Comments

[Kelley Vance]

My mother has had severe, uncontrolled RA for 20+ years. She has had dual hip replacements and the RA is now attacking her other systems. She's been through all the treatments and failed all the way through the TNF drugs. However, like you, she has maintained her sense of humor.

Now we're on for the search for the perfect bed. Have you heard anything about the ORO system or the Repose pad?

Best of luck with your recovery. Mom was back at work after the first hip in about 7 weeks (it was non-weight bearing as well) and she got tremendous relief from the surgeries for at least 10 years.