It’s Friday, time to look back over the blessings of the week with Susanne at Living to Tell the Story and other friends.
I haven’t posted FFF in over a month because my surgery date got moved up a month from November 21 to October 24. I had a lot of pre-surgery prep to take care of in less than two weeks, but by God’s grace, and with the help of others, it all got done. As of today I am 4 weeks postsurgical and I have a new hip!! God answered a prayer that I would be able to have the surgery before the snow stuck and that’s exactly what happened!
I am exceedingly grateful for all of my church family and friends in the area who have volunteered to help me with physio and household duties these first weeks. Not only has their help been invaluable, but their fellowship has lifted my spirits.
One must follow certain rules to successfully maneuver through the waters of post-surgery hip replacement. The invisible line of a 90⁰ angle cannot be broken or the patient runs a very real risk of undoing the surgery. No bending down to pick up something you drop, no twisting, and no crossing the leg inward past the center line of your body. There’s a very particular way one must get into and out of bed, and special toilet seats, shower seats and cushions must be used when sitting. No more than 50% of the patient’s weight is to be put on the replacement side so crutches or a walker are used these first weeks. Oh, and getting into and out of a car also has very particular mechanics! I am so, so grateful that all of these things are available and that I do not have to be the old granny in the rocking chair by the fireplace for the rest of my life. Imagine that! A new, working hip!!
I had this same surgery on the other hip 8 years ago. It did not go smoothly at first. Right after I got back to my room I threw up on my dear husband. When that got me up to move around a few hours after surgery I was so weak and dizzy I almost passed out. I lost so much blood that I had to have transfusions, and my incision would not stop draining so had to stay in hospital for 11 days.
This time was completely different. I was in hospital for three days and did not need a transfusion nor did I get sick to my stomach. In-hospital physio went well and I felt prepared and ready to go home when the time came. So thankful!!
The morning after surgery I woke up to the most beautiful sunrise. I called it my get well gift from the Lord. Here are a few shots from that morning. These are in the order I saw them as the beautiful colors unfolded outside my window.
Finally, I am grateful beyond words for the wonderful support of my husband and daughters who have lovingly assisted me with every detail of living these past few weeks and for my church family who have supplied meals and other help as I recover. I am blessed and grateful for the many expressions of love from so many.