This isn’t going to be as lyrical as it should be, but here we go.
I have a new hip! My surgery was on July 23rd and they had me up and walking. 3 hours after surgery! Talk about terrifying. This, after several medical professionals warned me of the many ways my new hip could POP out of joint. Not to worry. I am on the young side and very healthy. At 52, I had almost everyone at the hospital doing double takes on my chart. “No other medications other than Ibuprofen and Zyrtec?” My blood pressure and sugar are normal. My last surgery was 23 years ago, when I had my son. I hadn’t been under general anesthesia for almost 30 years. I was told the drugs were much better now. They are. The physical therapists were stunned at how quickly I was recovering. The medical staff thought I’d stay 2 nights, at least. I stayed 1 night and almost 2 days. It took me longer to check out than in. Now, my recovery is like my degeneration, but in reverse. I went from hobbling around in a walker. Fearful of this new joint malfunctioning. To walking with a new found grace. My cane is there for reassurance. I’m battling some stubborn muscle memory. Trying to convince muscles that were in survival mode, to relax and trust the new joint. I am grateful for my A&P classes I took in massage school. The body is an amazing, meat machine.
3 weeks later, I’m able to walk without assistance, for a short distance. I’m starting to dance a little. I can circle my hips. The pain I feel is from tired muscles. Not bone spurs tearing into joint attachments. I’ve already lost 5 lbs, just from walking and moving! I’m getting muscle tone back. Now, all I need is a doctor’s okay on swimming and massage.
I thought I’d get a lot of artwork done. My body had other ideas. Catch up on sleep and heal. My cat has been a great motivational force. Getting in my face to remind me to MOVE. She was terrified of the walker, at first. Now, she just looks at it, then me. As if to say. “Do you really need that thing, now?” Baby steps!
Many of my clients, who have had hip replacements, warned me. “Don’t over do it!!” It’s so easy to get caught up in the lack of pain and new mobility. Lots of slow, steady leg exercises, and mindful walking. I am grateful for my good health and speedy healing. Not everyone is so lucky.