Post-Knee-Surgery

Anticipation is the worst thing to happen to those of us who are control freaks.  Turning your life and well-being into the hands of people you don't know is frightening.  And still, what are the other choices?

On February 11th, I managed to tear the medial meniscus in my left knee.  That wasn't discovered for weeks as doctors are reluctant to order expensive tests until other therapies have been tried.  (Have talked about this before.)  Once the jig was up and the reality known, there was nothing to do but schedule surgery....which took weeks and weeks to do.  I just had that surgery on April 26th--two days ago.  Do you blame me for being frustrated??

Because my cardiologist wanted to clear me for arthroscopic surgery when he was asked if I could be taken off my aspirin regimen for a few days, he required that I come in to see him...then required a chemical stress test to see if my heart could handle being under general anesthesia.  (Are you seeing dollar signs??)

The surgery went well.  I was discharged just before noon.  Spent the remainder of the day resting...and the next day, too.  Then today, I had my follow-up appointment with the surgeon and my first physical therapy appointment.  I survived!  In fact, I am somewhat shocked at how good my knee feels, even when the pain meds have worn off.  I even ventured to the grocery store by myself this afternoon.  A-mazing!

My sister was supposed to come this weekend for a visit, but because the weather is slated to be so nasty with heavy rains, etc., she canceled, and I am happy not to worry about her and family on the road in the predicted monsoon!  I love you, Shari!

I would not/could not have survived all of this without my sister and my friends Judy and Phil Heffelman.  (Judy and Phil are more like family than friends.  Their son and my daughter were once married.  We share grandchildren.  That's family to me!!)  I am so blessed.  I am also delighted that this experience is almost over.  If I am faithful with my PT exercises, I should be able to get back to where I once was.  I hope so.  It wasn't great, but it's better than it is now.  Let's do it!