Lynn Beyler Recovery and Life at Six Weeks after Surgery
| The only words to describe me are, JUST PLAIN HAPPY! This is life, this is wonderful. At six weeks I was at the halfway point between the left leg which was surfed 2-35-05 and the right leg which is going to be surfed 5-27-05. If anyone had told me that my new leg would be carrying the old one around at 6 weeks post op I wouldn’t have believed them. But it is true. The old leg is so crabby. Since I was too timid to have a bilat like brave Anna was, now I can clearly feel the difference. And what a difference it is. The BHR is just acting like it is part of me; I forget it is there until I run my hand over the scar at night. Last night it felt like the seam on a pair of blue jeans, just a nice welded 10 inch part of me. I tried shorts on and it doesn’t show. YES! I cleaned my refrigerator which was my first unofficial workout. It was okay til I got to those bottom drawers and I was bending down to get them clean. I kept thinking, you need to sit down, so I did. Finally I was done. I threw away stuff that was from BEFORE my first surf! Why do we keep all those little bits of things in the first place? That ought to take care of the fridge til the end of July.Now the stairs. I thought I had conquered the “up”after doing them 4 times without my crutch, but by the end of the day, I really need the crutch for the hip that is not resurfed yet. Gravity is SUCH a powerful force. At 6 weeks my wonderful husband said,”PT is over”and left me to my own resources which has for 5 days been absolutely nothing. I got my swim suit out and thought I would get back in the pool but the week is half over and I still haven’t made it yet. I have no stiffness or anything at all from stopping the post-op exercises. Marc said 6 weeks and we did 6 weeks. It worked. I admire those of you who walk 3 miles. I could not do that. I can do the grocery store and short trips to the mall, but it is not 3 miles. What should I do next for exercise ? To go to a PT here I Looking so forward to the right hip’ surf, 45 days to go. Lovies, |