Three weeks ago I was in the hospital watching a movie with my wife sitting next to me in the huge hospital bed. I was falling asleep and missed half the movie and we had to be careful with all the lines coming in and going out of me. The nurse "murse" was from Nigeria. He was pretty cool, sort of inspired me to become a murse. He was there on the first hip I had in February. On the first go round I told him "I think I'm getting backed up" and he said well, "order some coffee and prune juice and if that doesn't work, we'll put a suppository in." Not sure why that's inspiring, but maybe it is was because of his matter of factness. The second hip surgery was much easier.
So today, I walked/caned if you will, from my parked car to the office about a half mile distance, and then at lunch went a few blocks for a burrito, and then back to the car at the end of the day. As I worked into the stride, it got easier and things loosened up. Tunes on, walking, and sun out, saying hello to everyone. Felt pretty damn good. I can feel things starting to get normal again and it just feels great. Starting PT tomorrow and looking forward to it. I consider the PT more than a physical therapist, he's funny, and we always have a good time joking around. Looking forward to it.
I'm able to sleep on my operated side and roll around in bed, still on the raised toilet, but that'll stay with the posterier restrictions. Bruising is now in the knee and calf, pretty ugly, and it's kinda tendor. Next will be 1 mile walks to the PT's office, then the bike, then the unicycle, then skiing (if my insurance doesn't take all my money first), maybe I'll take up surfing.
Enjoy!