There is not much to post about these days. I have progressed to full independence for the most part although I have not tried to drive yet. I am off the stronger pain medication now. I take a few advil on an occasion. I have physical therapy three times a week and this past Friday I made it to 130 degrees flexion and almost to being fully straight in extension. That is the one the doctor is more interested in. I will see him the last week in December. I am still trying to build up stamina. Hope the cane will be a thing of the past soon.
Allan is still working on our daughter's house when he can find time in between taking me to physical therapy and doing errands. Bless his heart.
Today I started wrapping Christmas presents, but as usual something I needed was in the house or if I was at the house what I needed was in the RV. I have a few more days before Christmas arrives.
If I don't post anymore before Christmas, hope you and your family have a Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year. God bless each of you.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
PROGRESS
Things are going slow for me, but I find I am making progress every day. Each little improvement gives me encouragement.
Today Peggy and Robin, RV Maps workers, who are working at Springville Camp near by, came for a visit. Since Allan was going to be gone all day for his doctor's appointments, it was a delight to have them stop by.
We had lunch with Joe and Carolyn last week. We always have stories to exchange about our full time experiences.
Nancy, my riding buddy from the past, drove a long way to be my first visitor. We could talk for hours.
Allan is laying tile in our daughter's kitchen along with a multitude of other things on his Daddy-Do-List.
Today Peggy and Robin, RV Maps workers, who are working at Springville Camp near by, came for a visit. Since Allan was going to be gone all day for his doctor's appointments, it was a delight to have them stop by.
We had lunch with Joe and Carolyn last week. We always have stories to exchange about our full time experiences.
Nancy, my riding buddy from the past, drove a long way to be my first visitor. We could talk for hours.
Allan is laying tile in our daughter's kitchen along with a multitude of other things on his Daddy-Do-List.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
SURGERY
My surgery was Tuesday, November 6 (election day). We had to be at the hospital at 6 am and were on time. We had been bombarded with multiple pages of instructions on the pre-op testing day which was extremely helpful and very well thought out. Allan was able to go back with me for a short time, then they rolled me to the pre-op room. As we entered I heard someone say "give her versed." I don't remember anything after that until they were rolling me to my room about 6 hours later. Allan was just getting there. I have a full knee replacement.
I was discharged on Friday afternoon. It was so good to get home. I was concerned about being able to get up the steps into the MH, but it was a piece of cake.
Allan has been driving me to physical therapy three times a week which is about a 10 mile trip one way. I can walk right in. No stairs or elevators to deal with. Two weeks post-op I had to travel to St. Vincent's Hospital in Birmingham for a doctor's visit, staples removed and physical therapy. This was a long drive with lots of walking. I was wiped out. I slept the remainder of the day and into the night. After that trip I have only been requiring a pain pill before physical therapy and at night. I have found it difficult to sleep, because of hip and leg discomfort.
Allan has proved to be a good care giver. I don't know what I would do without him. I am working on being independent. I need help going down stairs and getting in and out of the shower. I don't have the stamina to clean and cook much, but I can do small tasks. I actually got outside and walked up and down the driveway twice today. I think the high is suppose to be 73.
I must praise God for such good doctors, nurses, and physical therapists.
I was discharged on Friday afternoon. It was so good to get home. I was concerned about being able to get up the steps into the MH, but it was a piece of cake.
Allan has been driving me to physical therapy three times a week which is about a 10 mile trip one way. I can walk right in. No stairs or elevators to deal with. Two weeks post-op I had to travel to St. Vincent's Hospital in Birmingham for a doctor's visit, staples removed and physical therapy. This was a long drive with lots of walking. I was wiped out. I slept the remainder of the day and into the night. After that trip I have only been requiring a pain pill before physical therapy and at night. I have found it difficult to sleep, because of hip and leg discomfort.
Allan has proved to be a good care giver. I don't know what I would do without him. I am working on being independent. I need help going down stairs and getting in and out of the shower. I don't have the stamina to clean and cook much, but I can do small tasks. I actually got outside and walked up and down the driveway twice today. I think the high is suppose to be 73.
I must praise God for such good doctors, nurses, and physical therapists.