Well, it's 10 days post-surgery and things are getting back to normal. Ok, not normal at all. I can't walk, I have to shower sitting on the floor, I haven't shaved my legs in 11 days (ok, that's not completely abnormal), and I haven't swiffered in 2 weeks.
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| My new leg! |
The surgery went ok. Dr. Montgomery found that my meniscus was also torn, which sucks big time. My leg has to stay locked straight for an extra 2 weeks. But the nerve block, which is what I was dreading the most was no big deal. They gave me happy drugs which made me feel super drunk and I didn't even notice the giant needle in my groin. I did notice when my leg started uncontrollably spazzing though. That was bizarre. Next thing I know, I woke up in the recovery room. That is when the fun started. Since the nerve block only took to the inside of my leg, I was having pretty severe pain already, so they gave me some medication in my IV. Well, that immediately made me sick and I spent the next hour attempting, mostly unsuccessfully, to keep the water and crackers down. I was finally able to get dressed and they wheeled me out to the car. The next few days were a blur of sleeping, taking percocet religiously and trying to contain the nausea from said Percocet. After day 3 I couldn't stand the nausea, so I stopped the Percocet completely. The pain has been pretty intense, but it's much better than being sick 24/7.
I had my post-op appointment yesterday with the surgeon and he said everything looks good. I start physical therapy next week, which will mostly just entail getting my quad to fire again and slowly start to bend my knee. I'm also going back to work next week, too. I'll be working from home for a couple of weeks, then back to work as soon as I can drive.
I am so very thankful my Mom and Mark have been here to help me. I cannot imagine doing this alone. They have been a great emotionally support and also there to bring me food and wash my hair and refill my ice machine. If Mark ever gets hurt or sick, I'll be there to repay him.