This is not a stealth cane. You can hear me coming from a
mile away. I’m a bit of a clomper, & it
seems to clomp even more than I do. In addition to clomping, I plop. If there’s
a surface upon which to settle my bum I do a sort of free fall into it.
I didn’t always maneuver my body in this manner. Back when
my shoulder was healthy I could gently lower myself to a sitting position. If
my hip had also been healthy I could have lowered myself even with the wonky
shoulder. But, with the shoulder & the hip, it was plop city. I know that our
downstairs neighbors were so glad
when we moved out of our apartment two years ago.
Today, as I was at work (having already completed 3 weeks of
work in a day and a half), I had a piercing thought: 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?
Aay,aay,aaymen!
ReplyDeleteAmen sister!
ReplyDeleteThat's a nice cane you have there. Mine is just one of those silver metal ones they give you in PT, but then I don't need to use it all the time.
It's so good that particular pain in your hip is gone, and here's to more healing.
That's Handy, my first cane! I bought it for when my sciatica flares up. I have another one now, a wooden one made from a hickory sapling. Since Handy was adjustable, it was perfect for the recuperating Bug :-) We just had to put a new tip on it, as the old one was worn out. My other cane's name: Old Hickory, of course, though sometimes I call it John, as in John, my cane, just to make the students groan.
ReplyDeletePlop and whine and clomp as much as necessary and one day soon you will be pain free. I can't wait to hear all of the rejoicing on that day!!
ReplyDeleteAmen
Yay. All those other pains will go away. The scar will heal and the body will toughen up.
ReplyDeleteAMEN! :o) I'm glad to hear there is progress!
ReplyDeleteGood wishes to you. How fantastic to say good-bye to an old enemy.
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Great, sounds like it's healing up well, those other aches are all good aches - I love those muscle pains where you didn't know you had muscles - the once in 7 years when I climb a hill or something
ReplyDeleteamen indeed. Glad to hear things going well
ReplyDeleteYes, Amen, or as I prefer: Good riddance to bad rubbish.
ReplyDeleteAmen! Now stop whining. ;^)
ReplyDeletePreach it sister!
ReplyDeleteAMEN!
Blessings
R
Finally home and catching up on WEEKS of blog posts (may not catch up on everyone's, I'm afraid). Anyhoo... glad to hear you're doing so well! Very cool that you're using a cane already. It's very stylin'!
ReplyDeleteWoo-Hoo and AAAAMMMMEEENNNN!
ReplyDeleteAMEN!!! Congrats and here's wishing you the speediest of recoveries!
ReplyDeleteI'm working backwards through your posts to try and remedy the neglect I've been showing to my blog friends of late. I love it when Americans say 'bum'. I always imagine a homeless old wino as I thought that's what such beings are called in the US. I'm really pleased your op has made such a difference already.
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