Day 13 post hip replacement

I've been home for 6 days now and things are progressing well. My leg still hurts damn it - thought I'd get it out nice and early, but each day I'm spending more time out of bed.

Today a friend dropped in with cake, and yesterday a friend dropped in with cake and before that another friend with ham rolls and another with watermelon and coconut ice.

These visits are gold. You can't drive for six weeks after a hip replacement so cabin fever can set in a bit. Doing too much during the day can turn around and at night, bite you on the bum. It's a fine line between doing your prescribed exercises and being up at night clutching a warm wheat bag to you leg cursing your enthusiasm.

At the moment as Im stuck at home, It's a bit like being an old lady ( and at 43 I'm sure some would say what's the diff) and waiting for visitors. They break up the day and punctuate the monotony.

I've started drawing which is good. I recommend a hobby if you're couped up at home.

Today I finally sprayed the bedroom. I hope I killed the bejesus out of the annoying mosquito who's been holed up there since I got home. I can't tell you what it's like at 2am, you're finally drifting off to sleep and suddenly that annoying high pitched zzzzeeeeeee erupts. You're arms flail around hoping to swipe the critter, but it teases you with a few more sessions.

Thank god for neighbours. Yesterday I had to call Kristen down to eliminate a bird that had flown in the back door. That's another great way to crack your hip, have a wattle bird fly into your head while you are on crutches.

Cato's taking me to the supermarket and has ferried me to the doctors and pharmacy. It takes a village and I love mine for getting me through the first week home.