Hip replacement part 2 Really, you’re kidding right.

Hip replacement part 2 Really, you’re kidding right.


I wake up bright and early, okay that is a complete lie. I was forced awake way too early so the vampires (nurses) can take what little blood I have left. I am grumpy groggy and disbelieving how early it is. The up side is breakfast is at 8 AM so that means hhhhmmm finally focusing on the clock breakfast is in 3 hours WHAT. Pushing morphine pump going back to sleep. Lying in bed counting ceiling tiles. I have a hard time sleeping without my husband.

 Breakfast finally arrives about the same time as my friend Michelle. Greg has to work and I had originally said I would be fine by myself. I am so glad she did not listen to me. I get out of bed for my morning walk; I am surprised by the lack of pain in my hip. Everything else hurts because I am not taking my RA meds. When I get back I sit in the recliner. Michelle and I play skip-bo in-between doctor and therapist visits. The first visit is an associate of my sergeon and says I get to go home today. Wwooooohooooo. Then comes the occupational therapist we go through some exercises and she decides I need a sock putter oner. She shows me how to put on my socks using it, very cool. Beats the heck out of a coat hanger and a pooper scooper handle.

 Next I walk some more and find out I am not going today because my physical therapists went to see the mid night showing of twilight and wasn’t coming in till after lunch. We have lunch then a PT assistant comes and goes through my exercises with me. These hurt but I do all of them. I am really starting to get tired bed is looking really good. Michelle and I are playing cards and I am winning a lot. She says the morphine improves my game, I think she is just jealous because I am THE superior card player. About 2 o’clock Greg’s gets to the hospital. I am tired and ready to crawl back in bed. Greg wants to see me walk. So Michelle leaves and me Greg and rosy (my Cane) go for a walk. Now I am exhausted we get back to my room Greg helps me get back in bed and I close my eyes. In walks my physical therapist, she says she needs to see me walk. I say now and she acts offended that I am lying in bed and don’t wanna get up. She insists and Greg tries to defend me. So I am up and walking again. As we are walking down the hallway I ask how far I have to walk. She says as far I want, I respond really. She says yes, so I turn around and head back to my room. Greg helps me back to bed. I have never been happier to be in bed. And I sleep to dinner arrives. After dinner Greg goes home.

 There is now more time in-between how often I can hit the morphine button. So no using the morphine button to put me to sleep. I spend a very long night in the hospital. Greg is there by breakfast we are very excited to be going home. We go for a morning walk and I show Greg where we had joint academy and the therapy room. We get back to my room and fill out the go home paper work. Greg packs me up and we wait. It seems to me we waited an eternity but it really was a matter of minutes. The nurse’s aid comes in and packs more stuff from our room to take home. It was very important to her for me to take my barf bucket home. She helps me into the car and we make it home. Home this where the real adventure begins.