Well, it's now five weeks since surgery. It honestly feels like the op was a lifetime ago probably because the weather has changed so dramatically. It felt like winter for the first few weeks and I even had to put the heating on a couple of times. In June!!!!
I'm now walking without crutches, but still take one out with me just in case when I leave the house as I do still get tired very quickly. I'm doing my physio exercises regularly (good god they are hard!) and the last scab just fell off my wound so I should be able to start doing a bit of swimming (or at least walking up and down the pool with a float) next week. As long as I can find somebody to take me.
I'm sleeping better and can do a lot of tasks around the house myself now. I'm cooking my own meals but when there is a lot of chopping to do I have to sit down on my new bar stool as it's exhausting standing up for too long.
I'm still getting aches and pains mainly in my knee and my back as my body is readjusting to my new leg length. My operated leg still feels as though it is much longer than my right leg and I'm having to make a real effort to try to stay upright when I walk as I feel very wonky. The consultant did advise that my leg would feel longer after the op as it had been so short for so long, but I did start to panic the other day as it feels sooooo much longer. So I checked out a few forums and lots of people seem to have had the same thing. They reckon it takes at least 3-4 months for the body to balance itself back out, so I'm just being impatient - I hope!
My wound is looking pretty good and I'm keeping it moisturised with Bio oil. I still get the odd strange stabbing pain in my wound, which is hopefully nerve endings coming back to life as a large area around my wound is still totally numb.
I've been distracted for the last few days as my sister and lots of my friends are currently enjoying themselves in the sunshine at Glastonbury Festival and I am beyond gutted that I can't be there with them. We all work on the recycling crew and tend to arrive on the Sunday before the festival gates open so that we can have a good few days catching up and relaxing before I shifts start. It's hard work and physically exhausting but we absolutely love it. I don't think I could ever go as a punter. We have a nice less cramped crew campsite, crew bar with discounted drinks (£3.00 for an ice cold can of cider), 2 free hot meals a day for each shift we do (generally 4 shifts 6.00am to noon) and endless free tea and coffee. It really makes a difference.
My friends have taken a cutout of my head and have been sending me regular updates. They were feeding my cheese at the 'ironing board of cheese' (it's a festival tradition, we all bring a couple of cheeses and crackers then sit around the ironing. board and tuck in) and I even joined them for the first pint of Brothers cider yesterday whilst they were dressed up as the Cult of Orange. I'm not ashamed to say that there have been tears and I've spent hours and hours on Twitter and Facebook just looking at Glasto updates. It looks incredible and they are even having a heatwave too. So, so jealous.
But never mind, my friend Nat is coming from London to stay with me for the weekend to cook and clean and keep me distracted, although we will be watching some Glastonbury coverage on the TV obviously. We're off out for a meal tonight then going to an International Food Festival at Barry Island tomorrow where there will be street food and live music, so it'll be almost like Glasto!!!
I must avoid the 11.5% Belgian Beer this time though, I don't want to fall off my one crutch.
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