I had my 22 surgery 9/9/2014 on my knee. I was not impressed at all by the hospital or my asshole doctor. To keep my blood pressure down, I will not go into those topics; I will talk about my recovery thus far instead. I will adress the actual surgery procedure and the hospital stuff after I get a copy of my surgery notes.
After trying my hardest to not be put to sleep for a simple knee surgery, they put me under full general anesthesia anyway. At 2:30pm on 9/9 I was put to sleep. The surgery was just a tad under an hour. I woke up around 5:30pm. I made it home at 7:30pm the same evening. After watching tv for a few hours I went to bed at 10:30pm and managed to wake back up at 7:30am and go to class the next day on 9/10. I of course over did it, despite being told by hospital staff to stay in bed, don't drive, don't get up for long periods of time, etc etc. After a long day of class, labs, and graduating meeting I get home just in time for my mom to come and help me cook dinner and shower. I get into bed at a decent time and that's when it hit me. I have done way to much for just being 24 hours out from surgery. My leg was swollen up and throbbing in pain, my shoulder (the one I had reconstructed) was having sharp pains, and both arms have sore muscles from hopping around on crutches all day. During the day I never realized I was doing too much due to taking my medicine every 2 hours and going off of adrenaline and will power. After the pain settled down I manage to fall asleep and only wake up with the pain kicks back up. I take more medice and go back to sleep. Once again I managed to wake up at 7:30am (9/11- today) and go to class. I decided to forgo wearing a shoe on I left foot due to swelling and to bring a pillow to class to prop my leg up. I take my quiz and make it all the way through class. The same nightly routine of my mom coming to help out occurred. I am now in bed thinking to myself that if anyone else had the same procedure done they would have never gotten out of bed. The pain has caught up to me and once again I realize that I have over-done it. Now tomorrow is Friday. Will I follow doctors orders and stay home and rest? If course not. I will once again go to class to take my quizzes and hop around and get through the day by taking my medicine and living off of sheer will power then drive a little over an hour to start physical therapy. I'm not looking forward to it at all but I will keep going about telling people that I'm doing well and I can do everything on my own. And after all that is over I will then address the fact that I have low kidney function and should probably see someone about that even though I was determined not to have any surgery complications. Bandages come off Saturday then I can take a real shower!
Faking it until I make it,
-cripplingscars
PS. I get Ellie, my fur baby, back tomorrow night!
Me in my wonderful gown before surgery
My knee without the brace that I paid hundreds of dollars for and refuse to wear because it hurts. (Me not following orders again)
