Maybe a better title would be: Reality Sets In. Because I got a partial knee replacement, I would be going home today! So there was a lot to get done before I could be discharged. The physical therapist came in, and got me up to walk again. The walking wasn’t so bad, but that’s when the nausea started. (Do you all remember that that was one of the things I was most worried about? I had talked to EVERYONE about that.) Didn’t make it back to my room before I motioned to the big cups at the nurses’ station. And the puking began…
Back in my bed, the nausea subsided, and so the P.T. taught me the three exercises that I would be doing THREE TIMES A DAY when I got home. Then I told her that I had one step–7 inches to be exact (the paperwork they had given me ahead of time told me to measure any steps.) So off she went to get a big box that was 7 inches high, so she could teach me how to go up and down a step. “Up with the good, down with the bad.” (good knee, bad knee.) That is EXTREMELY good advice. Of course, standing up led to puke number two. Then back in bed for the inevitable wait for things to get done for a discharge. And somewhere in there I did get VERY ANGRY that they were taking so long to get me the anti-nausea medicine……
Back up one more time to get dressed for the drive home. Puke number three. I told the nurse to give us some of the blue pads and some of those big cups for the drive home. I was very worried about throwing up in Robin’s car (Robin, my best friend came down to take care of me after surgery.)
Amazingly, I did not throw up on the long drive home (1 1/2 hours.) And when we got home, Robin brought me what I named “manna from heaven.” Truly, these little treasures became my favorite meal over the next few days!
I never threw up again. I guess the anti-nausea medicine (ondansetron) they prescribed did the job. It was a very expensive medicine because my insurance company would only pay for nine pills! I paid for another nine of them.
The pain medicine I was on was oxycodone, which I alternated with tylenol. With these two drugs, as well as the nerve blocker that I went home with, the pain I experienced was minimal, especially compared to what I had been expecting. Oh, and regularly icing my knee helped too. They sent me home with quite a few reusable ice packs as well as a nice sleeve to put them in.
Barb, a blog reader, sent me this hilarious cartoon, along with some wonderful chicken fabric! Barb is a quilter and has had TKR surgery, and was so helpful and encouraging to me before the surgery.
They sent me home with a walker, and I had gathered a lot of handicapped equipment before I left for the surgery: a bedside commode, side rails for the toilet, a shower chair, and a reacher/grabber thing. I never used the bedside commode. The toilet side rails were VERY helpful, and of course the shower chair was used for about a week. I never did use the reacher/grabber thingy, but Robin said it was very useful for retrieving something that fell way under a table! I stopped using the walker after a week too. I thought I would need a cane after that, and had one in my Amazon cart, but I have felt more steady on my feet than before the surgery!