My next analogy is that being in the hospital for joint replacement is a lot like being on the maternity ward. You aren’t actually sick, and you get to go home with something new and exciting.
The only difficult moment for me was the first time getting up from bed to use the commode. Just sitting up and getting my legs over the side of the bed was daunting. I was a wee bit woozy and the nurses kept telling me to open my eyes. I think they think I blacked out, but I don’t think I did. I do think my blood pressure plummeted significantly. I was ultimately successful in my mission, and three hours later , when I tried again, I had no problem at all. So Tuesday evening and all day Wednesday were just about resting and practicing my restrictions.
Today….Thursday….the doctor said I could shower and not worry about getting the incision wet. I can switch to a cane whenever I feel ready. Once I’m using a cane, I can drive. In a week. I’m having a hard time picturing that right now; lateral movement is the most difficult so far. But after a week of PT, it’s a whole different ballgame.
Can it really be this simple?