6 weeks in - a bit of humour

Six weeks on from having a part of my body sawn off and taken out to be replaced forcefully by items from the periodic table I'm doing OK but as my teacher once said (OK not once, every school report) could do better.

It's almost 3am and here I am again replying to posts on this forum, most of which won't see the light of day due to either the site being rubbish or my iPad deciding that because it's older than four years it has to stop working and shut itself off to remind me that Apple products are not for life, just a few Christmases then it's time to replace.

When I'm not on this forum I'm playing games meant for six year olds, my fave at the moment it AlphaBetty - a "fun" spelling game for really little kids.  Well I'm on level 25 and can't get past it.  Some words it actually accepts even though I'm sure they don't exist but it makes me smile as it does accept all forms of swear words so I try to do as many of those as possible just to humour myself until the iPad crashes again.

I cannot get comfy in bed.  My geriatric Persian cat who has not once sat on my lap voluntarily in the 15+ years we have had her has decided that she needs to be near my scar at all times day and night.  Very sweet apart from the fact that she takes up a fair bit of room as she has to lay at a certain angle and as she's my only child I cannot possibly move her or wake her.  When I'm laying on the sofa she gets on top of my operated hip and her full 14lb weight will contentedly purr away, again a bit sore but can't move my baby so hint at daddy having sweets for her and as she's greedy after a while she will seek him out.  Most of the time she wants to kill him and he regularly has a bitten or scratched hand/face, although to be fair he does deserve it most of the time (shouldn't cuddle so tight).

Went for a walk around town with my mum today, first time out without any walking aid and it was great for half an hour then I started doing the Pengiun walk and got a bit sore.  I'm surprised no one threw fish at me,  I do rather a good impersonation.  We then met my sister for lunch which was lovely as the sun was shining (so we had to sit in the shade because of my mums "tropical moments&quot.  I was looking forward to getting some sun on my lily white legs as they have been incased in the bloomin stockings for the last six weeks.   Anyway lunch was lovely but sitting on wooden slats didn't do me much good as when we left I had changed my walk to monkey.  I was glad to get home and rest.

That's another thing - "rest".  The week or so following my op the other half was fairly good at helping out, you know - warming up a ready meal and acting like he made Christmas dinner from scratch.  Washing up (how does it take him 35 mins to do what I can in five ?), hoovering (scaring the cat so she will take a swipe at next available opportunity) and changing my stockings.  Yep he did ALL that and still managed to do his day job.  Well now I'm doing everything again, cooking, cleaning, washing, dressing myself and I'm meant to be resting.  It's like he had an out of body experience that won't be repeated.  I'm sure he has vision that doesn't see dirt.  As I couldn't get in the bath I thought I would wait and see how long it took him before he cleaned it - well let's just say I did it around the three week mark as you could have done graffiti in the mark around the side.  Now I'm able to get in the bath again it's bliss - I won't take that for granted for at least a month.

So I'm "resting" my pain in the a*** and my aching leg in between my zoo impression walks and yes it's getting better day by day.  I now have some sleeping tablets to take to try and break the cycle of being awake at this hour playing crappy games that make me feel thick (not taking them until Monday though - it's the weekend and I prefer wine to sleep).  This forum and the amazing people have helped immensely and I couldn't imagine going through it without the support.

Anyway I know what you're all thinking - how have I managed to type such a long post ?  Well I type it into Notes then Cut and Paste into here.  Wish I'd thought about that ages ago so that I could have offered more support and a friendly ear.  Honestly the witty remarks you have all missed because of the technology crashing are such a waste.

I will put the money I'm saving by not travelling to and from work towards another overpriced iPad - oh no I won't, sorry wine, I will put it towards wine.  See can do better 

Sarah X X 

OG Sarah,  it is 11:30 pm here, I am sad as my 13.5 yr old dog is not doing well but your note was not for naught. You made me smile and LOL truly LOL and forget my woes for a bit. I thank you, I see you as a penguin walking, you hae made my night, you are one funny lady.  I have a thougght, get more pain pills, forget the wine and buy a new tablet, you are too funny to miss out one! xoxo thank you for the entertainent!!  Annette wishing you ( and I) some sleep.  Too funny!! I needed that!

p.s this MAC keyboard sucks

Laughter is good medicine, thanks for giving me my done for the day. Truly, the pain will get better-took me a full 3 months to feel human and walk like a homo sapien! Get a new iPad. Drink only good wine. Love those you have been given!

Its just gone 6am here in England and I'm wide awake due to the heat, I'm 3&1/2 weeks post complex rthr with bone grafting (lateral) doing really well. Thank you for making me chuckle

Hilarious post

I love the parts describing husbands

I have found that if i rest after work and stay upstairs mine will rinse a few dishes and take dogs out

Even though we had the surgery the hubs tells all my friends when they visit how hard it is for him to make dinners

Soooo funny

Yes i am cleaning cooking and carrying down laundry myself

At one month

All the best

Jozie

Hi Sarah,

Absolutely loved your post.Made me lol especially the bit about your other half.Mine was a real rock for 3, weeks until I started to do more.then priorities swung towards the computer and bike rides again!

Loved to hear your positivity but also admit to aches and pains.

Keep up the good work.Thank you.

Janet x

Oh sarah you have such a talent with words. What a brilliant piece! Such a insight into your life.

Love to you, your poor hard done by husband 😁, your wonderful moggy and please keep them coming. Obviously you do your best work in the middle of the night so I hope you are able to get more sleep as time goes on!

xx

Sarah thank you for making me laugh, that was something I needed at the moment as I'm sitting here laid-up in chronic nerve and back pain since i had my LTHR done 3yrs ago then needed to have the Abductor and Sowas tendons cut in my groin to help improve my movement. I seem to be in more pain now and even less movement than before my LTHR, I'm so over this nerve pain from waist down to my feet it's so depressing as i was a very active woman before my accident and having the LTHR I've tried so many different medications but i react to most tho I'm still on 80mgs of Oxynorm and 400mgs of Palexia a day with minimal relief. Im 48yo and i honestly don't wanna live like this i'm so bad i need crutches to walk I'm honestly at the point that i don't wanna live anymore as the specialist say there's nothing they can do for me anymore...

Now another Rehab specialist wants to put a Nerve Stimulating device in my back to see if that helps with the server chronic nerve pain tho his only worry is infection as now my body doesn't seem to take surgeries or medications to well my body rejects foreign things and most medications as i now have Steven Johnsons Syndrome caused by all the medications they have tried me on, so there worried about my body rejecting the device and infections. I swear i can't win nothing ever goes straight forward for me.

Has anyone in here have the Nerve stimulating device implant surgery ?

XOXOXO to you all

Oh Sarah loved your humorous post cheered me up specially the comments re cat lying near your scar, I am only eleven days post hip op only had those awful steel staples removed last night, relief I only have to wear the white socks for four weeks here in uk. And that's bad enough.  As for lack of sleep have been getting up at three am to make cup of tea, my pug dog wondering what's going on has my mum gone crazy. More amusing comments please. Ann

Wonderful post Sarah. Even though I'm now nearly 12 weeks post-op I can relate to everything you mentioned! Best wishes on your recovery x

Sarah,

Love your post!  You are a wonderful writer ... maybe you should pen a memoir about this experience?  I'd buy it!

Sue

Great post there Sarah ..... definitely put the money into getting a decent bottle of wine.  I have used wine clubs in the past - theone i liked best now runs the east coast railway too rolleyes, but now I use a society in a town close tome which means I can go and pick up some lovely bin ends.

Sounds like you are recovering ... even though it's never fast enough for any of us.

Best wishes

Graham - 🚀💃

Thanks for all the lovely comments - I'm glad it made you smile or laugh as that's the best medicine.  Wine is the second best medicine- honestly I'm not an alcoholic, I went three weeks after op without touching a drop so that's pretty solid evidence.

Today after my few hours sleep was the weekly shop.  A walk into town to the butchers  then back to the big supermarket.  Easy you would think but oh no, they decided to have a change around so you cannot find anything.  The bacon is where the lightbulbs used to be and the milk is in the loo roll isle.  Helpfully they changed all the signage to point you in the right direction but they haven't finished changing stuff yes so the exciting sign wine/beer was quite a disappointment when it turned out to be butter and yoghurts.  So my usual shop going up and down the isle in the order my list is written ended up being five times as long as I had to retrace my steps for almost every item.  Luckily I put a GPS thing on my iPhone to see how far I had walked - well it would have been good if I remembered to check it when I got back to the car rather than halfway home when it was reading seven miles and was strangely very hot.

That's another thing - it's hot - in the UK, we are not used to this so when I got in I had to change out of my white cropped jeans and top and I'm now on the sofa on my pyjamas - summer pyjamas you understand but still it's three in the afternoon.  Hubby hasn't commented.  I think he's past caring what I wear.  Some of the early days out of hospital outfits were pretty special.  Paisley Harem pants with clashing trainer shoes (to hide the stockings), I had a fair few days of looking like I had escaped from somewhere.  No one tells you to plan for knee high thick white stockings before the op, if they had I could have planned accordingly.  Oh well I'm lucky they are off and they did their job.

I'm currently "resting" after putting the shopping away and making brunch then washing up.  I have decided after three weeks living on nothing but cake and chocolate (the no appetite weeks) that I should try and lose a few pounds before I go back to work.  So I had mushrooms, tomatoes and poached eggs.  Very nice but not very filling so I followed it up with a snack size coconut chocolate bar.  I'm pretending I won't eat anything else until dinner but kidding no one !  I blame the constipation- I need solid food (crisps, cheese, crackers etc) to push it through.  This is where wine comes in handy again too,  it can help sometimes if you drink enough so I currently have two bottles of Rosé chilling in the fridge.  Well it is Saturday and it's partly medicinal after all.  

Cheers X  

PLEASE, forgive me but you just gave me the best laugh of the day.  Everything you wrote about is SO TRUE.  Although my surgery isn't until October we share some of the same difficulties--can't sleep in the bed, penguin walk,worry about the the variety of metals that I will soon be wearing for the rest of my life.  But I do want to act as defense attorney for your cat.  I've read a number of articles relating to the purring of a cat actually heping in the healing process.  It seems that the continual purring is at the same decible as some devices used to help heal wounds.  I recall one study of a man with a broken arm.  He said that his cat has always slept in the bend in his elbow at night and continued to do so after it was casted. He reported less pain and much quicker healing after the surgery .  His doctor told him about cats' purring powers.  Maybe your cat is actually helping you to get well.  Who knows.  Luckily I just happen to have two cats so I'll get a chance to prove or debunk this theory.  Please post often.  You are definitely a delight to read.

​Get well soon.  (and hug the cat often)wink

So sorry to hear this, I do hope they can sort you out.  It's probably worth starting a new post to ask for advice on the nerve device.  Good luck x x x 

 

Sarah, I'm chuckling at your new found freedom with 'cut and paste' posts!

I also did without any alcohol for both my recoveries - luckily Christmas came between the end of the first recovery and the second operation.

Why do shops continually move things around - just to annoy us I am sure.  I loved this picture off Facebook - I just want my 5-a-day !!!

I too wore an odd assortment of clothing post-op .... who cares as long as you are comfortable?

Losing weight is so hard - I am fighting that battle too.

Keep taking the medicine !

Graham

That's that's a great picture.  It's only grapes 

You are great! I've been doing too much wallowing and you are a hilarious dose of reality. Please keep it coming!

Ahh so the cat is actually helping me mend - bless her.  And I just thought she was being protective.  I have heard of cats and dogs spotting cancer in their owners before.  I didn't think she had any sort of intelligence though, she has a daffodil for a brain most of the time.  As she's a house cat she only goes outside when we do but if she's lazing about outside and needs a wee - yep she goes indoors to her litter tray then comes back out again !!!  There was a time I called the vet as she hadn't pooped for a few days - they said give her some cheap pet food, that should sort her out.  So I was massaging her tummy, trying to feed her rubbish (she obviously turned her nose up) and it wasn't until I was looking out of the upstairs window one day I saw her doing her business behind a bush in the garden !!!  I will snuggle her a little closer tonight X