24 Days Post-op

Here I am, 24 days post-op and I am sooooooooooooooo frustrated.

I really really really dislike being dependent on someone else, most especially for my transportation.

Unfortunately, until I get the green light from my surgeon (or the physiotherapist) I cannot drive myself to get groceries.

And that drives me crazy.

I can handle the drives to and from medical appointments.  If I must.

But I really prefer to do the groceries my ownself.

Always have.

And here I am, only three weeks into the dependent role and I've had enough of it.

My recovery is coming along remarkably well, although we've hit a snag because my right knee took a beating during the surgery.  And it is not healing well.  Until it recovers, it is difficult to do most of the exercises I need to do for the hip.

Yesterday, my physiotherapist did ultrasound on my knee to help it along. That gave me some relief, for a while.

This morning, it's right back inflamed and not wanting any pressure being put to bear.

My hip, on the other hand, is perfectly happy with as much pressure as I want to put on it.  It is very stable and if it weren't for the weakness of the knee, I'd be much further along than I am.

*Sigh*

All things come to he who waits.

I'm not known for my patience.