Wink went out for the first time today, except for a visit to the doctors’ surgery on Friday to have her dressing changed. We went out for lunch, which was a nice break. Although she’s had plenty of visitors, you get a bit bored with the same four walls all the time. I’m not running to pick things up for her and help all the time, so that she is used to managing by the time I leave. Zig has kindly offered her redundant vivarium for Edweena, so I’ll call in on her on my way.
I told Wink that after a week I was in less pain than before the operation, but she’s not found that to be the case yet. It’s just the wound that hurts, not the joint, and I’ve rethunk, yet again, how much it had hurt before I had my new hip. I remember lying in bed the first night, my painkillers having run out of juice and it really hurt, and I thought I wouldn’t ring for the nurse but just tough it out as, after all, it didn’t hurt more than arthritis did in the middle of the night. If a 6 inch incision through flesh all the way to the bone hurt no more than arthritis – goodness, I must have been blanking out even more than I thought I had. It’s a bit discouraging to think I’m on the way to the same thing again in my other hip, but it can’t be helped. Anyway, the main thing is that the operation was completely successful for me and it looks like it has been for Wink too.
I’m keeping away from the computer as much as possible. I thought I’d get on with work, and there are a couple of things I really have to do, but I’m in great need of a break. I’m sleeping poorly and, last night, we sat quietly reading and I was aware of a great band of tension that I couldn’t shake off. I spent the wakeful hours working out the causes, most of which are school-related and dating back three weeks or so, which shows how things have been getting to me. Before I left, I passed on everything to someone else and have let it go – but my mind evidently hasn’t. My resilience hasn’t failed me like this for a while, I shall take great care of myself until I’m back to normal. One has only oneself to rely on in the long run, after all.
A card Wink received today made us chuckle. Two hamsters were sitting at the hospital bedside of a third, who lay looking dazed, with a bandage around his head. One said to her friend “He fell asleep at the wheel…”