I'm Finally Home

I'm home! I'm home! I AM HOME!!
I left the hospital yesterday afternoon around 3:30. I have to say that I almost had to stay another day if it wasn't for me pushing myself during my physical therapy sessions. I really endured the pain of walking just to get out. The nurses, the CNAs and the PT staff were super excellent at their jobs. They kept me comfortable and as pain free as possible. Everyone was super from the time I initially entered the hospital until I left it, I have to say I was nearly spoiled to death by all of them but I just wanted to be home.
But getting back to when I got home, David got me safely into the house without Lucy attacking me with happiness. David locked her up in the living room with the baby gates. When Lucy finally saw me come into the house through the kitchen door, she nearly shook all her hair off from happiness. I mean to tell you she was crying and whining and wagging her little body so hard that I thought she was going to break something. When I got settled into bed, David released the "Kraken" and Lucy went nuts. But she was very careful with me. I know she had some idea her mommy was still in a bit of pain because as soon as she jumped onto the bed where I was, she delicately walked up next to me and laid her head on my stomach like she was saying she missed me and was glad I was home again. Poor little thing made me cry. She slept next to me most of the night except when I got up a couple of times.
Anywho, this morning I put my old brace on when I got out of bed. I washed up and changed my bandage, took my drugs did my exercises and ate breakfast. It's about a little after 10 am right now for me and I'm getting tired and I might take a little nap because sleeping at night is very rare with the intermittent pain spasms and having to get up for the bathroom breaks. I'll be posting now and then when I can. Love you all so much and thank you for the "get well" wishes.

Tuesday

Well, I spoke with my surgeon this morning and he said it was all up to how I feel tomorrow morning and what the physical therapist says in her report. I'm hoping it will be good enough to get me out of here. I didn't sleep but for five minutes the whole night because of my pain, and then I had an allergic reaction to the sleeping which never worked. Right now I'm very tired and I'm going to try to get in some sleep time right now. If I get discharged tomorrow I won't be posting at all because I'm going to be busy getting things done. If that happens I'll post Wet Dog Wednesday next week.

Monday - I survived, so far

Well, I'm doing pretty good for a saucy bitch in the hospital. This morning started out bad. We arrived 15 minutes early, which was good. I signed in, and David and I sat and waited. Now to let y'all know, I was early at 6:15. They told me to be at the hospital at 6:30 and they would call me back and my surgery was scheduled for 7:30. AHAHAAAHahahahaahahaaaahahahaa!! Yeah right. Finally 20 minutes later they called my name and we went into admitting because that is what they do. I got my name bracelet and then I had to sign paperwork that was not sent to the insurance because somebody at my doctor's office didn't do their job. We had to wait another 8 minutes for the insurance people to okay the paperwork that was supposed to have been signed and okayed last week. The admitting clerk finally told us that everything is good and to follow her to the other waiting room outside the pre-op department. We waited another hour before being called back. At 8 a.m., I was called into pre-op, answered all the usual questions and such. The nurse had trouble getting a vein for the IV. She had to call backup. The IV was in after 4 tries and meds and feel good drugs were administered. 

At around  9:45 or there bouts, the OR nurse wheeled me into the OR. The anesthesiologist tried to administer a block in my spine and missed twice. Finally hit the spinal column and all was good from there on in. I got out of the OR at around 12:50. They said I was humming Yellow Submarine before I went under and again when I came out of the best sleep I've had in years. The doctor said He only had to replace the plastic plate on the tibia and didn't have to put in a hinge. Now that, besides having my laptop and the view from my room are the only things that have happened to be good things today for me. 

So, I spent an hour in Post-OP and then they took me up to my room. I have a beautiful view of the southern horizon from my window with these humongous puffy clouds. Just beautiful. I have already had PT people come and get me out of bed and have me walk around. This was unheard of 3 years ago to have someone get out of bed the same day of knee or hip surgery and walk. But I did very well. I had a very nice large lunch and soup for dinner. I have been doing my smaller exercises in bed to get my muscles going which is good. The thing is I do these exercises every morning and again at night before bedtime at home to keep my leg muscles from seizing up and causing pain. I really want to get out of here as soon as possible. So, every little thing counts.

David went home and got my Laptop for me. I was bored shitless, to say the least. This morning I laid out my clothes to go home in and he brought them up to me in case I do come home early. He told me that Lucy is badly grief-stricken. She thinks I ran away from home or something. David says that she moped and whined the whole time that he was home for lunch. Poor baby is going to just die of happiness when I come home. Well, It's getting to be around 7:30, David left and I'm really tired. Shift change for the nurses is happening and I'll be getting my evening meds very soon now. I'm going to ask for something to help me sleep through my knee pain. Y'all have a nice evening. Good night.

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It's Thursday

Not much is happening today. I did practically everything except laundry yesterday. I went to the hospital and got pre-admitted so on Monday all I have to do is show up for the surgery. I also had an EKG and blood drawn. So I'm waiting for my doctor's office person to call me and let me know when to be at the hospital on Monday morning. So there's that.

Lucy is wondering what all the flurry around the house is all about. She has this sad look on her face and she's following me everywhere I go. Poor baby girl. Anywho, I got my hygiene bag ready with my brush and toothbrush and toothpaste and lotion for dry skin. I have my dress hanging on the door hanger of my closet for David to bring so I can go home. All that good stuff is ready. I made enough food to feed a military squad so David has something good to eat while I'm unable to cook. The house is clean. My plants will be watered thoroughly before I leave just in case he forgets to do it. I should be back home by either Wednesday afternoon or Thursday morning. I'm actually shooting for Tuesday night.  I know all the exercises I have to do and all the precautions so I'm really hoping my doctor will let me go home early. 

It was a pleasantly cool morning for once. I sat outside and read the news on my laptop. It was so quiet. You wouldn't know it but there are kids in our neighborhood. They just never come out to play. It's just too hot for them I guess. I remember my mom couldn't keep us in the house during summer no matter how hot it was. We went exploring and played all day outside until it was dinner time and then went outside again until it was dark. It's a sad sight when kids don't know how to be kids anymore. Very sad.

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