Today the home care nurse was here. It was a two goal stop. First, intake for home care, then to check on the dressing on the incision. Everything was good and next Monday the staples come out. Hallelujah!
Growing up I heard a saying more than once, “no pain, no gain”. I have decided that quitting is not an option for I am the one that loses if I do.
There have been several people on the maternal side that have experienced hip replacement. My grandmother, two aunts, and one uncle. It is the uncle that has motivated me to work as hard as hell. He had fallen and broke hip hip, but for some reason he gave up and spent the rest of his life in a wheelchair. I do not want to spend the rest of my natural life in a four wheeled chair.
I have battled lots in my crazy life, from a fall out of tree breaking my arm in two places, to being thrown off the back of a motorbike landing on my behind ripping my back apart. I am also a suicide survivor. I didn’t quit then and I am not quitting now.
For me I am at the end of this tunnel and daylight is only a weekend away. Tomorrow I have to go for therapy and I feel the therapist will be amazed at my progress.
So dear reader when I am at the end of my rope, I tied a knot and held on tightly!