Thursday, September 29, 2011

Control. What's that?

So this could turn out more random than I'm planning. I have learned over the years the best way I process and deal with things is to just write and get what is spinning through my head out. So I'm sitting here on my couch attempting to position my right leg in just the right position that doesn't hurt. The pain in my hip this week has been nearly unbearable. I'm counting down the days to surgery. A week from now I will be at my parents house, laying as comfortably as I can in their spare bed.
As most of you know I like to have at least an idea of how things are going to go. I wouldn't call myself a control freak, but I'm not the most spontaneous of the bunch either. I have learned so far though this process of surgery that we now live in a world that surgeons are so terrified of law suits that they are as vague as possible when giving information. So I don't have a grand idea of what to expect after surgery. What I do know is that "everyone recovers differently." I think what I would like to know is what generally happens. Will I be able to at least lay comfortably? When will I be able to walk? Will I really only be out of work for 2 weeks? When will I be able to function on my own again and come home? How long will I have to go to physical therapy? When do I get to kick a boxing bag again? Yes my doctor did answer all the questions he could. But they basically just tell you "everyone is different." Well, no duh.
I sure hope I don't go stir crazy. I have all 7 seasons of Gilmore Girls to watch, books downloaded on my Kindle, magazines to read, and I have a project to work on if I get to a point I can do that.
Thanks for your prayers. My surgery is at 1:00 on Thursday. (I'm kinda concerned about being hungry as I won't be able to eat after midnight.)