Friday, February 19, 2010

4 Days After Surgery...

So I had my knee surgery on Monday and I am back at work today after three days of working from home.


This is what my knee looked like on Tuesday:


Not too bad. This was right after they removed the drain and unwrapped it all. I was thinking that it was gonna be so easy. I mostly stayed off it the rest of Tuesday and then on Wednesday I felt so good, I was walking around without my crutches, letting the dogs out, folding laundry and then yesterday...

No picture, but it looked like someone replaced my knee with a very large grapefruit. Not good and it didn't feel very good either. I have my first visit with my physical therapist yesterday afternoon and was instructed to USE MY CRUTCHES.

It's hard, because I think that when I don't need them I am better, but as it was explained to me that my knee has been through some trauma with the surgery and I need to use the crutches to help my knee heal. Point taken.

So I am using my crutches and I have a few exercises to work on this weekend with it and then physical therapy three times next week. So not looking forward to it! The hardest thing yesterday was that it was so nice outside! I would have loved to have been out running instead of stuck doing PT. So unfair!

Stitches come out on Tuesday, and I think I can give up the support hose then too, which will be nice because they are making it even warmer in my already toasty office. Maybe I'll get a good picture of it this weekend to post next week...

Friday, February 5, 2010

Surgery...

Well, it's official, I need to have surgery on my left knee now. It is scheduled for February 15th, which is just over a week away! Funny, I think I am more nervous this time, maybe ignorance was bliss last time. Dr. Hines thinks that if we do it now that I should be good to be running by the summer, so my whole year won't be a disappointment.

For now, now half in March, too bad I already paid that $45 registration, and now relay in the Memorial in April. I am bummed more about the relay because it was gonna be so fun. Oh well, there is always next year.

It is hard to not be depressed about the whole situation though. Recover is not going to be easy and it'll be like I am starting from scratch and not working my butt off for the last year to get into good enough shape for everything I have been doing. According to Dr. Hines, I am young, and since I am going to live to be 100 I should go ahead and get this taken care of now.

We are still waiting to hear from the vet on Lucy's tests they ran on Wednesday. Sadly, we might have some tough decisions to make about her. I am hoping they call me today with her results.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Feeling Old...

Well it's official. I am 35 and it's all down here from here. I had an MRI on my left knee today and will go back to see Dr. Hines on Thursday. He is probably going to tell me that this knee looks like my right one did and then it'll be another lateral release for me.

I did go see my regular doctor last Monday. He ordered another blood test to see which of my cholesterol was the bad kind and which was the good kind. Thursday I got the good news in the mail. I definitely have high cholesterol. He's giving me six months to get it under control with diet, and if that doesn't work then it'll be medication for me. Just what I want is to be taking pills every day. So for now it's egg whites, whole grains and almost no cheese and 1% or skim milk. Great. The Horizon Organic chocolate milk that I am now addicted to is 1%, so I can keep drinking that. We had Mexican food at Jen's on Saturday night and I didn't eat any queso, didn't put cheese on my fajita and only had the little bit of jack cheese that was on the top of the sweet potato and black bean enchiladas that I made. As usual, not much feedback on the enchiladas. I thought they were good.

So for now, things just seem to be getting better and better. Not sure if Lucy is doing okay or not. Saturday she got turned around in the backyard and was barking at the back fence instead of the door to be let back inside. I had to go out with her leash to get her inside. Poor old girl. I am so not ready for her to be as old as she is.