Today marks 22 days since I had my surgery.
I went into PT and was told that I was starting week 5. We discussed this for a while and then finally pulled out a calendar. My PT is good, but he seems to have problems with calculating days, as we have been through this once before. When it was finally established where I was, he was like, “Oh so you are doing well.”
We actually had more conversation with me asking tons and tons of questions about “can i do this” “why does this feel like that” and etc. He was helpful.
I walked for him and he said it looked a lot better than the last time. I have a deep seated fear that I will “learn” the gait and continue to use it after I am better. He reassured me that I am only walking that way because my hip muscles are weak.
The hip mostly feels tight. I am doing better and better on pain control, though my adductor tendon, which was not worked on during surgery continues to be painful. I am hoping as my hip becomes normal again, that this will resolve.
He then pushed and pulled on my leg, more so than in the past. While I did not exactly identify anything as painful, I found once he finished that, I felt oddly nauseated.
I can sort of sleep on my left side again which is a relief…though it is not that comfortable. I worry about sleep because I think it is so so essential to the healing process.
So all is well. When I do sleep through the night, I find I do have increased energy. I’m doing more little shopping trips, and planning projects to keep me busy.
My only worry now is my poor dog. I want to have him back but he is rather high demand on care as he must be walked quite a bit and he is HUGE. SO, I have this guilt is letting him stay on his extended vacation a few miles away, where he is actually having a great time I hear… I feel a little lazy and all, but at the same time, if he knocks me down the stairs this will be awful!
been reading some, and will soon post up some book reviews…