Eleven Days

 Ok, so I haven’t fallen asleep but since technically this is getting published on 11/24, I am technically 11 days post op (but it feels like 10) 


Anyway. There have been some highs and lows. I feel stronger and weaker at the same time. 

I still wrap my knee and live in the ace wrap daily but I do take the brace off during the day for about an hour or so daily just to get some relief. My leg is forced at 30° which is basically straight and immobilized- that’s tough on me, mentally. So I feel that the mental benefits outweigh any potential negatives, permitting I’m staying in a rested position for the duration of my daily break. 

Sleep still eludes me constantly. It’s rough- I can’t get outside easily, so the natural sunshine that helps to regulate my circadian rhythm is interrupted often. I do my best though. I sit by windows and set alarms- anything to help boost that sleep cycle. 

I can officially get out of bed myself- though occasionally, I do find myself seeking help to get back into bed. I’ve also been able to shower every other day since my first one. The stitches are very off putting to me and while I don’t like seeing them, getting that shower has boosted my mental health. 

The stitches honestly just remind me of what a failure the medical system has been to me over the years. That’s another entry, I suppose. 

The bruising from surgery is finally beginning to fade - it’s a delightful puke yellow color- the spot that has the most bruising is also the most sensitive (I know. Big shocker) the most sensitive spot is the spot on the inside of my leg - I’m assuming that’s where the bulk of the surgery was done. I’ll find out more info on Wednesday when I go for my post op. 

Speaking of post op and stitches- THE STITCHES COME OUT ON WEDNESDAY! I’m hoping to also be told the ace wrap can be done. 

I already know I’m stuck in the brace for another 2-4 weeks, but any relief will be comforting. I’m also hoping they tell me I can start setting up PT. I’m ready to be walking unassisted and though I KNOW it’s a process, I’m eager to get that process started. 


I am still having muscle spasms and twitches. Sometimes for hours on end with no relief. I can’t find anything that says it’s abnormal, but nothing really says it’s normal or common either. Another question for Wednesday, I suppose. 

I guess, overall, it finally feels like I’m making progress. I am a little nervous to navigate steps this week and to get into the car on Wednesday - to come home, I had to sit in the back seat with my leg propped. I’m hoping to fit in the passenger front seat this time. 


I don’t see myself writing again until after my appointment, but I never know what I’ll feel is important or what I want to remember.


Oh! I made it to my office this past weekend. It took a lot of energy out of me, but I made it and it was nice just to be in the room. Hopefully, I’ll find myself sewing again soon. 

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