I'm about to complete my first week of physical therapy. The goal was to get my knee bending to 90 degrees. On Monday I was bending it 55 degrees with a fair amount of discomfort. Today I walked around my living room without a brace or a crutch. My knee didn't feel too steady, but it held up and didn't make me cry. So I guess that's a good thing.
It's been three weeks since the surgery. My thigh and calf muscles are stiff and angry from lack of use... and breaking (literally) them in over the past week has been tedious and uncomfortable. The swelling in most of the leg is gone, but it's still very pronounced in the knee itself. One of the medications I'm taking for swelling reduction is making me gain weight... sigh.
Tomorrow I go see the orthopaedic surgeon for another follow up.
Over the past few days I've felt myself becoming increasingly unsettled. I can't tell if it's the boredom of being stuck in my house for weeks, the continuing inability to do everyday things like a take a shower, or the basically annoying and constant discomfort in my knee.
Going back to work might help some of the boredom and I'm having money coming in would be a welcome change, but I'm not sure that'd settle my nerves. After being gone for close to a month, it'd almost be like starting a new job... except that I already know that I'm mentally detached from it a basic level.
I've just been feeling very unsettled the past couple of days.
That being said... there are some very positive things going on.
I'm having a good time using the little power carts at the grocery stores. I have to say, the carts at Target are designed for big fat people and not people with leg injuries. The ones at the grocery stores have a place to put your busted leg so as to be comfy. Not so with the ones at Target. They have a little placard that say one rider only and rider weight capacity is 650 pounds. (No lie, the load capacity is like 800 total) So Target is catering to the fat immobile crowd versus the actually injured crowd. My thought is if you're too fat to walk Target shouldn't encourage your fatitude by giving you a ride at the expense of providing aid to people who didn't hurt themselves through years of unending gorging.
The horn on the carts... awesome.
Oh, while at Target's checkout today. A woman and her fat kid (trend) cut in front of me in line and then pretended not to see me getting in line with my power cart. So I accidentally ran into her. Twice.
Later this weekend, I'll be getting something really awesome delivered. I'll post about that then.
At some point I'll also have to post something on the coolness of acupuncture. I've been getting poked for the past month to help with surgery and healing and all that good stuff and it's really been helpful... although after doing some bank math, I need to postpone further needle adventures until I'm working again. (Chinese needle point isn't cheap.)
Ramble, ramble. I should sleep. I've got physical therapy in 6 hours followed by the doctor visit. I think after that... I'm going to pass out.
