By looking at the trashed knee to the left you might think I'm crazy for saying that I feel much better today. I slept a full 8.5 hours, a new record post-operation.
Let's get to the performance stats: 80 degrees of knee range achieved last night. Looking to get to 90 degrees today. More balance and greater weight applied to the knee. Reduction in swelling around the knee. I can actually make out a knee cap. The staples are loose and from what I know they are ready to come out. What's fun is when the staples catch on the ace wrap when the CPM is working my knee. I can't wait for the staples to be removed! The nausea I've been experiencing may not be necessarily from what I'm eating. When upright and walking around my head really hurts, almost migraine like. I take the pain meds and the headache goes away but I'm knocked out and floating in the air like Peter Pan. I love Peter Pan. Beats Peter Pain.
Usually my calf is taut, toned and terribly handsome. The cat calls from the ladies are sometimes embarrassing but always present. My perfect beautiful calf has been taking out behind the woodshed and beaten black and blue. I'm assuming that during the operation the doctors have to clamp down on the leg pretty hard while they drill and screw my knee together. That or they are quite jealous and decided to take me down a notch. Though quite ugly, the calf actually hurts quite a bit. You don't realize the "lesser" pains of this surgery until your knee starts to heal. There are other lessor pains but the there is currently a big pain.
The biggest pain in the knee is actually the hamstring, but it isn't where you think. Usually when people think of hamstring they think the back of the femur. That area is sore too but not as much as the front of the tibia. On the picture to the right, there's a huge incision that has 3 staples. This is where the hamstring was harvested. When you contract the hamstring, the tendon pulls on the front of the tibia right where the incision is. The hamstring needs to heal and only time will heal it. The problem is that when you move the knee and that hamstring becomes taut, the pain is surprisingly strong.
Wow, I must say that my knee is probably the least attractive thing I've ever seen. Look away people, I'm hideous.
Though ugly and whining like a mule, I've had visitors. Some visitors yesterday came bearing soup and crackers. Blaine and Aaron came over with soup and good company. It was a very nice gesture.
Anyway, the visit allowed me to break away from the 5-6 hours of Lego Indiana Jones that Andrew forces me to play with him. Notice the huge smile on Andrew's face. Usually he is happy camper and he squeals like a girl when he plays Indiana Jones. But there are times when Andrew turns into a mean gamer and he screams and yells, "Oh shoot!!!" or "Oh Man!!!" or occasionally when he pretty frustrated he'll break out the "Oh Crap!" which will bring down a stern reprimand from Mom... directed to his dad. I tried to break the lovely stretch of 4 straight days of Indiana Jones with my new Forza Motorsport game that Weston and Jadon brought me. Andrew loves cars, but it's too advanced for Andrew. He just crashes the car into the wall and gets mad. Soon he gets fed up and and walks over and ejects the game. I immediately react and tell him, "Put the Forza game back in the XBox!" He just looks at me like, "Oh yea... what can you do about it?" He knows that all the screaming I do is easily triumphed by the fact that he's mobile. He's not cocky or obstinate about his disobedience. It's just a matter of fact. "Hello, you can't move around and let's see... I want to play Indiana Jones." He's no dummy. I can't just get up and run him down. I'm hooked up to the machines. To the victor goes the spoils, dad... and you lost. More Indiana Jones, dad???
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