I never knew getting a total knee joint replacement could be
fun. I’m not saying the surgery, which I’ve
heard two doctors describe as bloody, was fun, but I was knocked out so I
have no complaints there. When I
interviewed my surgeon before I decided on a doctor, I asked him about infection
control. He told me it was important not
to touch the open wound. I’m not sure
what his other patients have been like, but that would be the least of his
worries with me. Touching an open wound, looking at an open
wound--neither appears on my curiosity list.
Besides my knee was so protected after surgery with a thick, waterproof
bandage, I don’t know how a person would even get to the incision.
We don’t have a downstairs bedroom so we had to create one
for me to stay in, post-op. In our
living room, known at our house as the music room because of my husband’s large
vinyl collection, the sofa turns into a bed.
Ricky put a portable memory foam mattress on the thin sofa mattress,
creating a comfortable bed. I packed up lounging
clothes and toiletries in a laundry basket, and I was ready for my new
quarters.
View from my music room bed with bouquet |
Treble and me lying on the music room bed |
I could have stayed in the guest cottage behind our house,
but living in the middle of our music room meant the household revolved around me. Ricky couldn’t sneak downstairs for coffee in
the morning without waking me. This
meant I got served coffee and a breakfast of fresh fruit and some sort of
pastry or quick bread in bed every morning.
This is where I need to say that if you are going to have
fun with your total knee replacement, you must first select a caring and
knowledgeable partner. My husband Ricky
is adorable and smart and kind. He is
also a retired nurse. So, when I needed
some modifications for handicapped accessibility, he was on it. When I needed a shot in the stomach every
morning for three weeks to avoid blood clots, he was on it. As wonderful as Ricky was, he came to look
forward to his daily trip to the local Walgreen’s. It seemed like there was always something I
needed that we didn’t have. I quickly
stopped apologizing when I realized the trip to Walgreens represented freedom
for Ricky each afternoon.
Secondly, you must select awesome friends. And you have to start years in advance of
your surgery to secure these, so don’t wait to the last minute to find the
perfect partner or friends. While Ricky
was holding down the fort in those first two weeks, my friends were insuring
that we wouldn’t starve. Good friends in
New Orleans sent an edible arrangement of fresh fruit.
Edible Arrangement |
Pork loin dinner |
My best friend prepared several meals, and she and another friend from work brought me a goody basket I ate from for days—hummus, banana bread, fresh pimento cheese, flatbread, almonds and dried fruit. My friend and TRX instructor prepared two healthy meals for
Ricky and me that actually fed us multiple days. Long- time friends dropped by for a visit and
brought sweet goodies and a gift certificate from our neighborhood bakery. My
former boss and her sister brought me chicken salad from my favorite restaurant
and small decadent chocolate cakes. My across-the-street
friend and neighbor came by to visit bringing little goodies each time. A good friend who had recently moved to
another state sent us pizza delivery one night.
My writing group also supplied sustenance-- from pastas to guacamole to
gelato.
One neighbor loaned me all sorts of adaptive equipment. My
sister-in-law wired a bouquet of flowers.
Get well cards arrived each day in the mail. My sisters in Virginia called frequently to
check on me. Two friends came and stayed
with me so Ricky could escape to a near-by town one Sunday to visit friends and
attend a benefit for an ailing musician. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve such
considerate friends.
A good caregiver and wonderful friends are the factors that
made my knee replacement “fun,” but tomorrow I’ll talk about what made my knee
replacement successful.
Good for you on what looks like a splendid recovery! How long before you can use the stairs again? I'm glad you have such a wonderful caregiver in Ricky. :)
ReplyDeleteI go up and down the stairs now but not too many times a day. I sometimes use the cane for that, especially if my left knee (unoperated-on one) is hurting. I don't have a good leg to stand on!
DeleteI had a similar and wonderful experience with a spinal fusion surgery last year. My husband is not a former nurse, but he gave me the very best care available from a non-nurse. And my friends - my friends - what a lovely bunch of people! So yours are too. :-)
ReplyDeleteI'll be forever grateful for the many kindnesses extended to me. Glad you had a good outcome, too.
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