In less than 48 hours, I will be done with this process. On the other side of the surgery. I am so aware of the fact that I have waited way way too long. I probably have created more problems for myself that will need to dealt with in 48 hours. My muscles around the defective joint are very tight and will need to be retrained. I have lost lots of strength in the leg and put lots of pressure on remaining joints. They will soon be getting a rest and I will be back on all twos and happy to be there. I will be spending lots of time in a pool and doing lots of PT (Physical Torture) and lots and lots of walking.
Bloomsday is the goal for this year. I will at least start and hope that I don't get hauled in with the cart of shame. I am making hotel reservations after I hit publish.
Mom and Dad arrive in a couple of hours and the house is a mess, the tree is not up. The Georg Jensen's are still in the basement. It is awful but then it is what it is.
More later.
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Are you out from under the ether yet? I bet they have you on your feet already, dragging you cussing down the hall, cath bag in hand, IV pole lurching beside you, Nurse Ratchet steering you, Mary gathering things around you, offering that timeless reassurance we so love to hear. Press on, cousin. I'm pulling for you to make it to Bloomsday.
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