I suppose denial is part of any difficult situation. After the diagnosis I continue to look for any glimmer of hope that maybe it isn't so bad and possibly I don't need the surgery. I sit in my home office for a good part of my work, my right hip feels just fine, excellent as a matter of fact. And my short walk to the house isn't all that bad. Possibly I can tough it out? Reality can be an unrelenting master. A recent trip to Boston was the proof. I landed at the most remote gate, the walk to the baggage claim was a hike. Only I can't hike, limp maybe. Every right step is painful and it begins to grind on me, literally. Makes me mad to be in the physical state I am as people briskly pass me by...jerks. It just reinforces the fact that my hip will not get better, only worse and the only solution to get back to normal is a new hip.
My pre admission nurse at North Kansas City mentioned her sister just had her right hip replaced, three weeks ago. Everything went well and her sister noticed the difference immediately. 58 years old...driving her car after two weeks post op. Encouraging.
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