So I'm back at home after two days at the hospital getting rid of the old worn-out hips parts and getting a shiny new metal one. True to form, the post-op pain pretty much held off until last night when I'd walked through the door and then hammered me flat; my right leg swelled up from the iliac crest to the top of the knee and I had a very, very bad night last night.
Things are better today, but not all that much. And I STILL haven't managed to get a used-food blockade runner past the Hillbilly Heroin Barrier; today has been the first stage of Operation Big Dump which has involved prune juice and several bowls of raisin bran. No luck so far, but we'll see...
(TMI Update 3/4: OBD is a go..!)
The reason for the tissue blow-up was, apparently, that when the ortho team opened me up what they found was a complete and utter mess; floating bone chips, arthritic spurs, all sorts of nasty junk. They had to clean all that up and in the process tore up a lot of soft tissue. Hence the pain and the suffering.
But I'm recovering, slowly, and having a worse time with the boredom than with the pain, at least at the moment. I'll be back in a bit with a longer update, but I just wanted to get this out so's you'd know that I wasn't food for worms, brave Percy.