|Who takes pictures of themselves in the hospital? Bloggers! That's who!|
Yesterday was the one year anniversary of my hip surgery. One year! I had planned to have cake, but I forgot. Fortunately I went out to dinner with my friend Joanne & had ice cream, so that was good.
I still walk kind of sideways when I get tired, but otherwise I'm so pleased with my new hip. I'm walking for exercise every day and the only thing slowing me down is my natural sloth.
Feeling kind of nostalgic, I looked back at some posts from last year. Here is some commentary from a post from August 31:
"...I didn’t really know when I walked into the Evendale Medical Center and sat up on the bed in pre-op that I would never feel that peculiar burning, throbbing pain again. I climbed awkwardly upon that bed, swung my legs up onto it, and that’s the last time my hip hurt in that way.
Not that I’m pain free now. The eight & a half inch scar apparently will take some time to heal. And I’m doing all these exercises which, you know, can make you sore if you haven’t been working out (hint: I haven’t been working out). So my entire body aches at various points during the day.
But not that one searing, jabbing, can-I-just-sit-down-now pain. That one’s gone.
Can I have an amen?"
The scar is healed. My hip is great. And that's pretty darn thank-making on this Thursday.