Tomorrow I am having left knee replacement surgery and I can hardly wait. It was way back in February that I was told I needed surgery but being the hard-headed Scandinavian that I am, I just didn’t think it was that bad so I refused. I started using a cane almost full time in July. Here I am last August.
I saw my family doctor in July and she tried another shot in my knee which did not help at all. After having that injection, I was closed out of surgery for 90 days. So I have been very miserable for months.
When I saw my surgeon a month ago, I knew I was in for a scolding. He told me my knee was much worse – the bone was crumbling from the inside out and I had done damage to the muscles and tendons. He suggested he might need to use rods to stabilize my leg. Ugh.
i have driven the golf cart for months – back and forth to the barn, to the garden, anywhere I needed to walk outside. Just wanting another cup of coffee was a big decision since it meant walking to the pantry again to make it. Lots of times I opted out. Vacuuming one handed is nearly impossible while the cane is in the other hand just for balance. So many things I just never thought about! And since I just didn’t have much choice, I went ahead and did lots of things that were quite hard.
So now you know why Reed and I have not been on any adventures all summer and fall. He called tonight to wish me well and I promised him we’d make up for lost time just as soon as I could walk again. I miss him so much and I miss being able to walk and do things. The only place I’ve gone in the last few months is church and grocery store but I had to quit getting groceries recently because I can’t handle a cane and a cart at the same time! Rick has had to take over the shopping. I’ve been ordering all my pet supplies from Amazon since late last winter.
I have purposely not said anything about this surgery on the blog because I am very aware I screwed up when I thought I could tough it out. This has been some of the worst months of my life! I honestly think the surgical pain can’t be much worse than what I’ve been living with so any advice you think I need, think again. I don’t. All I need is surgery!
I’m taking my IPad to the hospital with me so if I have any news I will let you know. Connie and I are filling orders in the morning since I don’t have to be there till noon. I wish I had to be there at 7 but I didn’t luck out with one of the earlier surgery times. My van is loaded with junk marked for Gypsy Junk Fest and Becky will meet Connie at the location. Poor Connie has to do this whole show on her own and Becky has to deliver my stuff, pick up what’s left, take care of the dogs and do the evening chores. I’m so worried about my tribe – it’s going to get so cold and I want them in the barn at night. I’ve tried to get everything prepared for everybody – hope I didn’t miss anybody.
Now I’m just whining and rambling! I can drink beer till midnight I know you wish me luck! Thanks!