Checking In

I'm typing this right-handed because I can't balance my laptop on my lap and use both hands while my leg machine is going. It's a bit of a challenge.

The surgeon was not able to do everything he had hoped to do because once he got into the hip joint there was too much arthritis. He was able to sculpt down the bones and remove the torn cartilage. We'll know how successful the surgery was at reducing pain in about 6 months.

You know you have a great husband when you wake up the night after surgery and throw up all over the place and he cheerfully cleans up you, and the floor, and changes the sheets. I am going to make him lots of extra batches of his favorite chocolate chip cookies when I'm better.

You know you have great friends when they set up a parade of dinners delivered to your door. Nothing tastes better than food made with love like that. I am so grateful.

I met my physical therapist today. She's very kind but after a whole hour of "we're going to do this until it hurts," I was ready to start whimpering. Luckily the session included some massage and some ice at the end.

And what have I got to show for all this big painful surgery? Four little band-aids, covering four tiny holes in my hip. Just amazing.