So, it's been eleven, yes ELEVEN weeks since my hip replacement. I've even been back at work for five weeks - where the hell does time go.
What I have learnt is that being positive doesn't make a walking stick go away or weird aches and pains disappear. I can go for a half an hour or so here and there without my stick but something still doesn't feel right.
I'm seeing my surgeon again on June 12th and will have some X-rays. I wonder through a few tears if I'll be like this forever? Certainly my kids won't mind - they've grown accustomed to it
A three month plus recovery period certainly wasn't on the radar.
I've got a lot of running around to do, especially with two kids under ten. Who knows. I might have to pop Bianca's bubbles with a walking stick.
On the 14th of March 2012 orthopaedic surgeon and miracle worker Peter Wilson will install my fourth hip replacement. A touch of liposuction whilst I’m under wouldn’t go astray but sadly I don’t think this is Peter’s specialty. He installed my first replacement at age 23, my second at age 27, the replacement of my first hip replacement at age 41 and now the replacement of my second hip replacement at age 43. This blog will track my recovery from crutches to cartwheels and beyond.
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