Sunday evening and over three weeks since surgery – yessss! Not too much has changed over the past few days, but I’ve been fairly “active” so that’s good. Away we go…
Friday – Post-Op Day 21
Little known fact: Eric was out of town for work Tuesday-Saturday, which I left out in case someone decided to attack our apartment while he was gone. So not only was I on my own for the first time last week, but it wasn’t like Eric would be around before/after work if needed. I can get around the apartment pretty well, so I just had him stock me with food since the grocery store isn’t really an option. I survived, hooray! I was mostly worried about getting on my bike and then not being able to get off…or falling in the shower or something. I kept my phone nearby in case something did happen, but it was all good.
Even though I did things with friends the two nights before Friday, by the time Friday rolled around, I was actually feeling pretty down. I don’t really leave my apartment unless I have a purpose since it’s pretty slow moving, and I didn’t have anything on Friday. This was fine, but I was basically just studying or watching bad TV all day and not feeling all that great mood-wise. I thought about going to the park to study, but even that would be a lot of work to carry stuff and walk there. I didn’t get out of my pajamas all day. Just wasn’t feeling much of anything.
I did my PT exercises, rode the bike, and did my electrical stimulation, which all went well. Dinner time rolled around and I ordered Chinese food. (I love Chinese food.) I tried watching a movie on HBO (Sisters) and gave up about 75% of the way through. To be honest, I don’t really love watching movies, but I heard it was funny. I just couldn’t get myself to want to do anything, and I think I was a bit stir crazy. Luckily I was tired, so I headed to bed around 11pm.
This ended up being a disaster – not to be that girl, but I have a really hard time sleeping if Eric isn’t in the apartment. So it was a long week. I don’t want to say I’m afraid of the dark, but maybe I am. I usually blame it on the fact that I worked nights for four years and therefore didn’t really sleep at night, and then less than two months after I came off night shift, Eric and I moved in together. It took me a really long time to adjust to sleeping at night, so I didn’t do it by myself much before Eric moved in. So maybe I’m afraid of the dark, not sure. Even if Eric is out or at work when I go to bed, I have trouble sleeping. Friday night was the worst – I tried going to sleep but couldn’t, then when I was tired, I thought I heard noises (I think it was the AC unit), and that just kept me up. I watched some episodes of Gossip Girl and couldn’t fall asleep until after 4am. Ughhhh. That made me feel even worse.
Not my best day. I need to get out of the apartment at least once per day, even if it’s just to walk around the block without a purpose.
Saturday – Post-Op Day 22
My team was having a picnic in Central Park, so that gave me something to look forward to! I had wanted to wake up earlier and do some studying/school stuff before, but going to bed after 4am didn’t really help that. Ah well. I did most of my PT exercises (skipped the bike) and the electrical stimulation. I headed over to Central Park, picking up some chips to share along the way. It was slow moving to get over there, but it worked! It was a little sad to be in Central Park and see all the runners, but running still seems so far away that I’m not too upset about it.
We set up our picnic area and Abbe and Baker helped lower me to the ground (and get back up!), which was really nice. My muscles don’t really work to get me all the way down to the ground, so I had been worried about that part of the picnic. It went well! Abbe packed us sandwiches, and we hung out and chatted about future race plans (including options for my comeback race, yikes!). It was a perfect day in NYC – in the 70’s, not humid, and we were in the shade which was lovely. Lots of other people were out enjoying the day too, and it was just a good day in the city! Sitting on the ground was mostly comfortable, although I changed positions a lot and ended up laying on my stomach at one point. I miss being able to sit criss cross! (My hips don’t bend out like that quite yet.)
After a few hours, we headed to The Smith for drinks and Eric joined and ate a full steak dinner, haha. We headed a few blocks up and had a couple more drinks before we decided to head home. Eric was watching the Florida game and I caught the end of the Maryland game.
It was a fair amount of walking for me overall – I put my FitBit on and was at about 6900 steps when I got home. Of course, I have to take tiny steps so it maybe wasn’t that far, but that’s a lot of steps! I wasn’t really tired, but maybe it was a bit much because I was kind of feeling it on Sunday.
Sunday – Post-Op Day 23
I finally slept well!! Eric was also tired so we definitely got some good sleep. This was the first morning since surgery that I woke up and momentarily forgot that I had surgery. I was immediately reminded when I tried to get up and my hips were stiff – ah yes, I did have that surgery. I got up, had some coffee, and did my PT exercises, some electrical stimulation, and rode my bike on the trainer for fifteen minutes. My RPMs were right around 70 – I think I’d be comfortable going faster if there was a little resistance on it, but it can be a little challenging to pedal against nothing. (Does that even make sense?) I even felt a little sweaty when I was done – just a little bit – but it was something!
We met up with Abbe and Baker at Draught 55 for lunch and to watch the Giants game. Deliciousness! Eric and I walked over to the 5th Ave after, stopped at a store, and I realized I was so tired. I didn’t want to walk around anymore and was really itching to go home. I think maybe I walked a little bit too much yesterday and that made me tired? Oops. I don’t feel any pain, so that’s good. Definitely took a cab home! I did some school stuff and we’re watching football – hooray Sunday!
So, overall, almost a normal weekend! Minus having to crutch slowly everywhere, it seemed like the most normal weekend I’ve had in awhile. I do get frustrated at times with how slow I am or how I can’t really do much except get place to place, but looking at the whole pictures reminds me how far I’ve come. I could barely walk around my apartment two weeks ago and could barely move my legs myself three weeks ago, so we’re getting there.
I did pretty well without Eric around – good thing I bought the grabber because otherwise I’d be going around without underwear, ha. However, I can put on shorts myself (it’s not the most pretty motion), so that’s the good. Putting on pants will have to wait for now since I don’t think skinny jeans are going to go on too well. I’ve been wearing a lot of dresses.
I’m looking forward to the coming week and hopefully getting to do more in PT. It’s hard because I actually feel pretty good, so my mind is ahead of my body. I’ve heard that it’s important not to over do it because that will only make the recovery more challenging and maybe even longer, so I’m just trying to be mindful of what I can and cannot do.
There’s always more studying to do, so there’s that!