Dr Gross warned me yesterday that the pain might be at its worst day 3.
I woke up 3AM and had a lot of just trouble trying to move around a
little. The leg is a useless lump that complains loudly. Feeling a
little nauseous. Called for pain meds and got two oxycodone.
I was released from hospital last Wed afternoon by Lee. I told her I was feeling weak and a little feverish, she said this was normal.
Went over to the wonderful Heritage Marriott Suites across from Providence hosp. (only complaint: TV choices suck) Wed night fever hit 102 and my wife called office. On call doc said tylenol, which proved immediately effective. I spent Wed/Thurs sleeping a lot and in a lot of pain with difficulty getting comfortable. Poor appetite. Nauseous.
Friday we undertook the grueling journey home: Four-hour drive from Columbia to Atlanta; long wait at airport; Pleasant first-class direct flight to LA; rush-hour ride home in a comfy limo-taxi.
Friday night I woke up with t-shirt drenched in cold-sweat. Changed shirt and woke up Sat in another wet t-shirt.
Very weak Saturday, excruciating pain if I put any weight on the joint or moved the leg wrong whilst changing positions. Lots of sleep and TV.
Sunday began to feel a lot better. Comfortable on one crutch.
Today is day eight. Up at six AM, It’s almost noon and I haven’t had a nap yet. Feeling better all the time though still a little chilled. Will sit in the sun soon.
Haven’t had any problems with the wound. Dressing is cleaner with each change.
Feeling a lot better, a lot stronger. I don’t feel sick anymore though I did have the cold sweats again last night. I wake up in a wet t-shirt and damp sheets. No more pain unless I place too much weight on the hip. Hip range of motion is excellent and getting better. Having no trouble getting comfortable anymore. Took no Vicodin yesterday, none yet today. Appetite improving, nausea receding. Leg still not strong enough for a cane. I can go short distances easily with one crutch. Two crutches required for longer distances. My daily walk is getting longer every day. I plan to take at least two “long” walks today. Wound is healing nicely. Painful knots in thigh have subsided. I think I have made the correct choice and would do it again. Can navigate around the kitchen with no support other than countertops when I need to move. Did the dishes yesterday. Wife has not killed me yet.
Cold sweats again last night. Nights are the toughest, very restless.
Had a good walk with hiking poles this morning, first time without
crutch. Still cannot put full weight on the leg but it’s steadily
improving. No more pain meds except a Vicodin at bedtime because I
feel crappy by the end of the day. Shooting for at least
Had a great night last night for the first time. No cold sweats, slept in comfort with little interruption. Had two good walks yesterday with hiking poles. Last one was to the beach down a steep path and then I walked in the sand for about a quarter mile or so, then back up the path and home. For companionship I have two Shih-Tzus who don’t need leashes and are fine with my slow pace. I’ve been pushing the traumatized muscles during the walks so I came home pretty tired after the early evening beach walk and in considerable pain but today I feel much stronger and like I can almost walk without aid. Told them I will return to work 10/15. I have a desk job. Feeling adventurous today, I plan to get out and run a few errands. Tried driving my stick shift and had no problems. The right leg works fine for gas and brake. Wound healing nicely, still a bit raw, we have gradually been pulling off the steri-strips. Put my long pants on today unaided. Flexibility and range of motion continue to improve. Problem when I try to stand erect, unaided, with equal weight on both legs. Sill experiencing pain and tightness in the hip area when I try this. No longer require assistance from my wife (don’t tell her).
Feeling better all the time though progress is slower than I had expected. Really feeling good today. Attended a fight party last night but was feeling pretty miserable after two hours. Drinking beer does not make me feel better. That’s a first! Cold sweats last night. Starting to walk around the house a little bit unaided (without flapping my wings!)
I think I’m going to push it a little bit today. It’s a beautiful day in Corona del Mar. A little offshore breeze, perfect surfing weather. I must admit I’ll be bummed if the waves are good. I’m afraid my condition has guaranteed the waves will be great in Southern California for the next few months.
Not much to report except slow progress and pain receding. No Vicodin yesterday. I was active early and ended up really tired. I’m still sleeping a lot and at odd hours. I took a nap and still went to bed early and ended up watching “The Wind That Shakes the Barley” in the middle of the night (two thumbs way up). Hip can bear more weight
every day. Dr G said I could go to work two weeks post op -that’s today- but no way. I’m taking another week off.
I haven’t posted for a couple of days because I’ve been feeling terrible. I feel better today so I am reporting good news, not bad. The last couple of days I’ve been feeling EXTREMELY weak. All I’ve wanted to do was sleep and any kind of activity has knocked me out. For a while I thought I was going to die (I’m a big baby) I had the cold sweats Sunday and Monday nights and really bad nightmares. I had the chills during the day and found it hard to stay warm. My wife wanted to call Dr Gross’s office yesterday but I wanted to hold off one more day because my appetite was still OK and I didn’t have a fever and was not in any serious pain. And, I was afraid they would ask me to do something I didn’t have the energy for, like go see a doctor. I went to the library yesterday and didn’t have the strength to look for a book. I barely made it home. Maybe it’s my fault for pushing too hard when I was feeling good last week. I was slowly ticking up the activity level and took a little drive on Sunday to the beach and went up on the pier with one crutch and got some sun. I stopped at McDonalds on the way home and later took my dogs for a decent walk with a cane. I started to feel really crappy Sunday evening. It started to break yesterday afternoon. I had a good meal and stayed up the rest of the day watching TV and when I was able to enjoy a movie last night I knew I was feeling stronger. I had trouble sleeping last night because I was not tired and here I am 6AM pecking away at a laptop for the first time in a couple of days. I just hope that’s the last of it. I know this can’t be normal because Dr G cleared me to go to work this week, so I’m still worried. Can anyone share a similar post-op experience?
I was very active yesterday and had a really long walk (cane) over varied terrain. Also walked to the store (short walk) and carried back a six-pack of Guinness (iron). Behaving more normally every day. Moving comfortably around the house unassisted. I am a little sore today but I have not felt sick or weak for three days now. Looking good!
I’m 3 weeks post op and doing better all the time, but I had really severe night sweats again last night. I changed my shirt in the middle of the night. I’ve never had this condition pre op that I can remember.
Still having ups and downs, I’m frustrated by the slowness of my recovery. I had a bad night last night but it was (again) due to my pushing too hard yesterday thinking I have recovered. I have to be careful to remember I am under movement restrictions because I am less and less governed by pain. Yesterday I forgot and started to jump up out of a chair. Ow, that started my decline. I began the day by driving a relative to the airport in the early AM (15 mile round
trip). Later I drove down to Laguna Beach (20 mile round trip) and walked the dogs on the boardwalk, but I had to keep them on leashes so it was a lot of leash/cane/tangle/dog chaos, a lot of work and unnecessary movement. Driving’s not a problem but it’s still hard to get in and out of the car. I finally gave up and went to bed last night just when Trot was coming up so I missed the track meet. I feel better today. Sleep is the magic potion that makes the hurt go away. I
still plan on going to work tomorrow but I will follow Venki’s lead and work part (most) of the day from home. Generally I’m doing better but there’s still a lot of healing to do. My impatience is due to others’ recovery stories and my competitive nature. I must slow down. I am moving easily around the house now without a cane and doing more housework. Today I will be Mr. Couch Potato. I really appreciate everyone else’s recovery stories. Some easy, some hard but I know I’m not alone.
No ramble today. Yesterday I had the double euphoric punch of happy to be alive and not having to go to work. Sorry about that. I’m not trying to make a mockery of this forum, I just was so happy my brain was working (some may disagree)
Anyway, Paul liked it. Paul and I are having similarities in recovery. He surfaced on 9/11. Paul buddy, I’m about to leave you in the dust! Are you the dude that walks slow-mo around Chicago? Hilarious. I would do that with you!
Today I feel great. I stayed up 14 hours straight without a nap yesterday and then got 10 hours of solid sleep with no night sweats (I did not drink alcohol last night). Yesterday I had a lot of energy and have started doing inclined-plane pushups when I get the chance. Reason for my drama: My BP elevated due to bad (but tasty) food, lack of exercise and stress. I’m hitting it on all three fronts.
I’ve decided to go completely cane free around the house. The hip is great! I walk like a chimpanzee but I can walk unassisted.
My recovery pattern is one step back and two big steps forward.
This is kind of embarrassing. I had a really bad day yesterday but I’m doing fine today. I had that episode Monday night where I started feeling so bad I thought I was having a stroke. I felt great all of Tuesday and about noon on Wednesday I had gotten lots of exercise and walks and was settling in alone at home to watch Blades of Glory when I suddenly felt terrible with a pounding headache and like I was sure to pass out. On top of it my right arm was going numb and I felt like I was losing control of my hand. I panicked and called 911. I have never done that in my life, for anyone, let alone myself. The paramedics arrived and I closed the door so the dogs wouldn’t get out and met them outside and was having trouble answering their questions. They put me on a gurney and took my vital signs and their leader (a cute blonde with an ATTITUDE, there were seven of them) was buying none of it and interrogating me like Guantanamo. Then one of them announced my BP was 200/100. Blondie offered to take me to emergency and I said yes. This was a first for me, and ambulance ride to emergency (no lights and sirens) In the ambulance I felt the worst and then I got to the emergency room and they hooked me up to heart monitors and I had an EKG and my wife showed up soon because a neighbor had called her and she started getting me water and I felt a little better. The doctor showed up and said there didn’t appear to be anything wrong with my heart and I requested some kind of brain test because I was worried about a stroke and he signed me up for an MRI.
I’d never had an MRI before but I think the Guantanemo boys would draw just criticism if they used one as and interrogation “aid”. It would be pretty tough on a good day with a valium but on this day with no sedative I found it almost impossible to complete the 30 minutes. I thought I would die (again with the dying!) I did get through most of it before I cracked and confessed to everything and they let me out. They did get a successful scan the brain and the only part they missed was the carotid artery. My pain is in my head so I’m cool with it.
The doctor came back and announced that I had passed all tests. No trouble found, heart good, brain good, and he was sending me home with orders to see my doctor. I broke into a huge grin. By now my family had been alerted and I had a bro and sis in the ER and a bro on the way and a brother-in-law cardiologist communicating with the ER doc. ER doc gave me a mild sedative and a prescription for Lopressor, (a BP med) and sent me packing.
I had an uneventful evening. I walked across the street with my brother and we picked up take-out Mex. I had a good night’s sleep (with night sweats) and went and saw an internist today.
Dr Pratt said it appeared I was prone to suddenly spiking blood pressure (he had a medical term for it). My brother in law, his partner, had remembered a time when I had landed in emergency with a surfing injury and my BP was sky high. Dr Pratt said it was potentially very dangerous and in this case it had spiked to a point where it was impairing brain function. He is keeping me on the Lopressor and suggests I stop taking the Celebrex. I can continue with the aspirin. He says Celebrex in my case is for pain and discomfort and if I don’t need it stop because it may be contributing to high BP issues.
Anyway, that’s my update. Feeling groovy today. The Lopressor makes me want to sleep and relaxes me. It looks like I will be on it long-term. Potential downside is severe laziness and impotence (knock knock). Pre-op I got a lot more exercise than I’m getting now which I think kept this demon under control.
My wife called Dr G’s office to report and he has personally left two messages with her today. She is hard to reach at the office. I’m off for a walk. Dr Pratt said I cannot get too much exercise if my hip can handle it. The hip is doing great. I carried groceries up the stairs unaided today.
I’m doing very well now. I’ve had a difficult recovery but am starting to feel completely normal again. Yesterday I spent three hours on the Huntington Beach pier taking photos of the surfing. The winds that fan the flames are really good for the wave situation. While Mother Nature was creating havoc inland she tossed in a 6-8 (occasional 10) foot northwest swell. Disaster for many, Nirvana for a few. I watched one rogue wave catch some guys inside and break two longboards in half. Fun! I’ve parlayed my complications into another week off work. Stress is bad.
I had a hiking pole but was scurrying back and forth from one side of the pier to the other to keep up with the action… carrying the pole under my arm a lot of the time. I was tempted to ditch it completely.
I feel like I’m very close to not needing the pole at all anymore. I gave the cane back to my mother and the crutches are gathering dust. I am completely unassisted around the house and even outside the house. I only take the pole for major excursions. I still get a slight twinge when I put weight on the leg but all pain is fading.
Sean 51,male 9/24/07 Gross/Biomet
We’re discussing post-op pain and limping. I’m curious as to the group’s opinion/knowledge about the source of 6-week post-op pain. I have a deep achy pain when I walk and sometimes when I’m just sitting.
It usually hurts a lot when I first stand up and the first few steps are murder but then it gets easier and I can walk 2 miles without a cane. It is not a muscle pain but feels like a deep bone pain and seems to be centered at around my femur ball area. Makes sense I guess but do bones hurt? I thought they lacked nerve endings. Should I be worrying?
I’m doing very well at eight weeks. I still need support when I stand up after a long sit, ow, but once I get walking I feel great and my range is increasing all the time. I am walking with only a slight limp and while I can walk really fast, I cannot run without pain. I took a 20 mile bike ride and pushed it a lot harder this time and felt no discomfort at all in the hip. I can feel the ball clunking around and pulling slightly in and out of the socket when I do certain movements but the hippy consensus is that this shall pass as the femur neck capsule heals. I’m excited; buyers remorse is gone. I’m chomping at the bit to move on to greater things. Will be watching Super Cory the triathlete in action next week in Hawaii and hopefully he and the other hippies in his crew will not inspire me to do something crazy. Anyone having problems: I had LOT’s of problems and they all gradually went away. Hang in there.