I visited surgeon a month after surgery. today. He took X-rays, said the operation looks excellent. Seeing where the natural part ends and the replacement part begins fascinated me.
Pain medication use has decreased from (originally) 12 pills per day right after the operation, to 8 pills per day by the time I returned home a week later, to 3 per day a month after surgery. Doctors switched me to another pain medication--not a controlled substance--so I could drive, but my strength level is low was still low. I was on crutches, but moving from two to one.
Friends encouraged me, saying, ‘Just take and slow and easy, Bro’.
One of the doctors on the broken-arm surgery that happened as a result of this same traffic accident back in India, wished me well, and I replied, ‘You remember, of course, the surgery I had in your hospital on my broken right arm? In that same traffic accident, my right knee, though not broken, was torn up. I limped for two months. I thought it healed, but this year in March it began to lock up while I was in Nepal. I went to Bangkok, then to Phnom Penh in mid-April, where doctors said I needed knee repair surgery. I arrived in America in the second half of May, when doctors said that, instead, I needed total knee replacement surgery. That surgery happened August 16, and I'm now going through physiotherapy to regain use of my leg.’
Another friend said, ‘I know this has been a long trial for you and you've had a wonderful attitude through out it all. Hope you are better really soon. Lord, do a quick work in my brother.’
And the Featherstons said, ‘Don't over do it’ and offered to ‘still help you if you need help.’
Love all my friends.