Surgery

So last Wednesday the nurse finally called back to inform me I was a go for surgery. We have already postponed it once and it messed up a number of schedules. So when she asked when can you come in for knee surgery I replied, "I'm not busy this afternoon." She laughed and then scheduled it for Friday.

So Friday I went to the hospital got poked with an IV and counted backwards from ten. I woke up a few hours later and my knee was in it's amazing $600 bionicle brace. They gave me a choice because it was after 5. I could stay and be poked and bugged in the hospital all night, or I could go home and sleep in my own bed. I chose HOME.

Saturday wasn't too bad, I have used crutches before so I was able to get to the potty and back to the bed and I was on medicine. I also had a pain block in my leg that hadn't worn off.

GUESS WHAT...?

It wore off about 3 am Sunday morning and I was in horrible pain. I spent the rest of the night crying and watching the clock so I could take more meds which weren't doing anything but making my stomache upset. MY husband bless his heart was right there next to me telling me to just sleep it off, and he wouldn't let me call the Dr. in the middle of the night.

Sunday at 4 we finally contacted a Dr. and got another med to help keep down the pain meds. There is nothing like vomiting when you can't bend over a toilet. At this point I was getting rather discouraged and bummed, because my husband had to leave town in the morning and I felt like Caca.

Well my Friends showed up Monday to stay with me while DH left full speed to get away from the whiny wife. It was kind of like a friend chat party, only I don't remember anything we talked about. At 12, my friend took me to physical thereapy, where I continued to feel miserable and yucky and they unwrapped my bandage and started moving it. NOT FUN

I went home and went to bed and when I woke up my big sister was here to take care of me. I spent most of the rest of the week laying around in pain and with an upset (hurry hobble to the potty) stomache.

Thursday my friend Alex saved my life. She brought over a really cool machine:
http://www.dme-direct.com/donjoy-iceman-ice-man-cold-therapy-cryotherapy-1100-don-joy/
I totally recommend this machine to anyone in pain. As soon as she wrapped it around my knee and turned it on, it felt better. By the next day I was off the strong drugs and only taking a regular Tylonal. it is amazing. Now my tummy can start to recover from it's drug induced topsy turvery.

Friday my sister had to leave, I was so sad, she was such a major help and I didn't know what I was going to do without her. Then, my friends again, like angels from heaven, returned to assist me. This time it was more like a mommy lunch get together instead of come care for the sicko. They brought lunch and dinner and helped me out until the hubby could return.

Here it is a week since the surgery and I am getting around a little better, my stomache is feeling a little better, and I'm not in much pain at all. I am spending my time watching movies and coloring digital stamps. I can almost bend my knee 30 degrees, which isn't much. I am supposed to bend it 60. It is still going to be a long few weeks of recovery.