Three weeks ago today I had my surgery. And selfishly I am wishing it was 3 months ago. These last few days have been so ugh. I can’t even think of a good word to describe how I have felt. I’m making good progress and at PT this morning Austin did have to remind me that it’s only been 3 weeks. I am doing well as far as my exercises and measurements. I even walked a mile each of the last 3 days but again overall not feeling good at all. I have been so sore and it is so frustrating. Sore as in I can’t even let anything touch my leg. Not my clothes, my soft blanket not even the bed sheets. It all hurts. Evidently my nerves are all deciding that they want to feel everything. And the feeling hurts. Kev was giving me a massage to see if he could help me relax and all I could do is sit there and cry. He was barely touching me but I am so sensitive it’s unbelievable. Talking with Austin he was telling me that this is normal and I just have to be patient. He did say to just take a small hand towel and just rub all around my leg to try and get sensations all around and to try to help relieve the direct pain I’m feeling on my incision. I’ve been doing it off and on, I’ll try anything. I am also putting heat on in between doing ice and the warm heat seems to feel good. But with both the heat and ice it hurts to have something touching me so I can’t win.
With so much that’s going on I am trying to remember what things were like after my last surgery. Overall I can’t remember. When I look back on my blog after last surgery I noticed I wrote about all my accomplishments but not too much about the struggles. So it’s hard to say, am I just being whiny and impatient or is all this part of having a major surgery. In my mind I know it’s the surgery part but man it’s all so frustrating.
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