Physio

Started work fairly early and made time to break through the day. I’m determined to listen to my body and not overdo things with work. It’s clear that things can progress without me so I need to keep my input and the emails down as much as possible and not let others influence my working day and workload as much as I’ve allowed them to. 

Anyway, Jack gave me a lift you the NOC as he was home from seeing Jodie at the weekend and was driving up to Manchester so it worked well. Sounds like he’s got a clothing business on the go now so that sounds promising already, they bought if to £8k and think they’ll have it all recouped in a couple of months already. He said he couldn’t believe how little the lad sold it to them for. 

Physio was good, she was impressed with my mobility and flexibility after on two weeks since the op. Gave me more exercises and I am back in there again in a fortnight. Need to keep on pushing the exercises as it’s starting to feel better, but it was interesting how she found weak spots. 

Called mum and she gave me a lift home and stayed for a coffee too. 

Worked in the afternoon as normal and then clocked off around 5.00pm as I was tired. 

Not much doing in the evening. Did chores and the house was bloody cold so got a fire on the go and that was nice. Early night. 

Back to Work

So today I went back to work and it was okay. I’d got up to date with emails and to be honest, when you’re not working it’s surprising how few emails you actually get come in. So working appears to just generate work!!

I focused on a couple of key things that I’d been requested to work on and had a catch up with Darren etc. 

I did have breaks and alternated between sitting and standing at the desk and it was okay. 

Had a meeting at the local surgery to trim the sutures and reset my dressing. There was nothing to trim, the sutures were dissolvable and all that’s left is a bit of an angry looking scar, about 8 inches long…hopefully that’ll become less noticeable in time. It wasn’t painful but it was interesting to view. 

Got a lot done otherwise and clocked off work on time, nice dinner (pasta with sausages that we didn’t use kn the fry up yesterday!) and then Jack and Tash went to bootcamp so I took the chance to watch the next episode of House of the Dragon. Decent. 

When they were back we watched a treasure hunting film that was a bit shit but enjoyable nonsense. More a Sunday hangover film. 

So now I’m coming back to normality after my time off, wonder how soon I’ll be stressing and hating everything?? I’ll give it this week! 

Hip Replacement Operation - Update

It's now two weeks since the operation, not sure where I stand in terms of how successful or not it has been, I will actually find out tomorrow as I have a visit to the physio in the morning.

I think it's been okay - it's been a rough fortnight and it has certainly caught me by surprise with how hard it's been, but at the same time there have been lots of positives.

The operation itself was successful but I apparently wouldn't open my teeth so they couldn't put any suction tubes down my throat and I was fighting them off a number of times - all in my sleep!!

They were pleased (and surprised) to be working on someone as fit and young as me - they're used to only getting the "dregs" - their words - who are morbidly obese and have heart problems etc. I was the fittest person they've had in there for about 6 months!

Anyway, the time after the op was hard, I was being sick due to one of the liquid painkiller drugs that messed me up (Oxycodone) - the worst was in the morning when I was projectile vomiting into the toilet bowl - it was mad. But also lucky I was in the toilet!!

I was moved to a ward with three other men, Ian, Michael and Robin, all in their late 70s and had been there a while and had similar operations, they were in good spirits although Michael wasn't well at all - heart problems! 

Anyway, the Friday night was appalling, I was in so much pain, couldn't eat on Saturday and alternated between sleeping and listening to music. 

Tash and Charlotte visited but I wasn’t in the mood, my mum also came round. 

Saturday night sleep was better and Sunday was good and after physio they felt I was okay getting around. 

When home I was being looked after and no one really knew how much I could or couldn’t do. I was fine getting up and down stairs but the first week I was tired. Just sleeping on the sofa and having early nights. 

The seconweek I was on my own because all the family went to Katie and Oscars wedding in Cyprus. Obviously I was disappointed to be missing out but it’s the decision I made. 

I was fine at home, perfectly happy in my own company. Watched tv, completely the beers puzzle, watched the wedding, and slept. Started getting my appetite back so are more and was also able to do exercises they’d given me. I did stop the painkillers for a while as I felt okay and they “blocked me up” but after a few days the pain came back so I had to use them and they made me sleepy again. 

Managed to get out to walk a couple of times but again it hurt so stopped overdoing it. 

I did a few jobs around the house but if you look at what I’ve done with 2 weeks off work it’s literally nothing, but then it’s not exactly been a holiday!!

So now it’s a fortnight since the op, I started back at work today, that was tough, I find looking at a screen tiring. But also sitting or standing at my desk isn’t comfortable. I’ll do what I can and increase the hours I’m doing. 

Can’t say it’s good to be back, and I’ve not really been missed as my emails weren’t mental when I returned although to be fair I did tidy them up a few times last week when trying to look at what I had on my plate. 

Anyway, had the dressing replaced today and I’ve a scar that’s about 8 inches long, and I’ve physio tomorrow, so will see how I do there.