or...what a differnce a day makes.
I woke up this morning with next to no knee pain. It's still weak, as I notice that it doesn't have the stability that the other one has when I walk to the bathroom and back. It is sore when I try to bend it all the way, but the soreness of straightening it out is gone.
I slept in my own bed last night. That was better than the sofa. My back was sore, though, and didn't want to let me go to sleep. I had my spouse rub it for a while, which made all of the difference. I think part of it was due to the fact that my body wasn't physically tired. I'm used to being up and around much more, and having sat on my ass for a few days just wasn't cutting it in the sleep department.
Nice thing about the pain going away, though. I was worried about going to work next week. I'm no longer worried about it. I think it will be fine. Thank goodness. We're too busy at work for me to be down longer than that. I'm sure I'll have therapy, which will take me out of work, but if I set it up right, everything will be fine.
I'm feeling so much better about surgery at this point. The knee stiffness can be overcome with stretching and bending, so that doesn't worry me so much. I've dislocated my knee before, so I know what it takes to get it back into shape. I'm not supposed to be doing anything harsh this week, so all I'm going to do is continue to do the exercises that the surgeon told me to do.
Plus, since the pain is mostly gone, no need to worry about the Vicodin. I can get by on ibuprofen, my wonder drug.
Now....what to do about my extra Vicodin.....
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