After living in pain for about a year, I finally got my hip replaced. I saw all the PMC ortho ads in our papers showing a guy from Elkhorn who had his knee replaced and how the surgery changed his life. He can now act and play the violin better than ever.

I celebrated the New Year recovering from the surgery with legally prescribed pain meds, which I didn’t finish and discarded the unused pills, a laxative and lots of water.

I had a tremendous amount of anxiety about the procedure. I was worried about pain, addiction, constipation, the anesthesia, post-op infection and the normal issues that one fears while undergoing surgery.

I will tell you that my fears were unnecessary. If you follow their instructions you will be fine. Being patient and out-of-control are not my best virtues, which are things you need in recovery. Having a new piece in your body is a new experience and takes a little adjustment.

During pre-op, all the medical staff came in to see me and asked me a ton of questions. Then Dr. Pugh came in and told me to calm down and that it would be over soon. I trusted him.

They wheeled me into the OR and started prepping for surgery. While inserting the epidural, I realized how strong woman are; they get epidurals when they deliver babies, I was ready to pass out.

One of the nurses who was very chipper for it being so early in the morning, stood next to me and put my head on her shoulder and in a soft and soothing voice told me everything was going to be fine and to let her help me be calm. The next thing I knew I was in recovery.

Fast forward I was told the surgery was a success and that the other hip needs to be done. I thought it was a joke and that the doctor or someone on his staff wanted a new boat. I said, “Doc, one at a time.”

For a few days I’m on a walker then I will use a cane to assist me in getting around.

Getting adjusted to a walker is hard. Going to the grocery store and using one of the scooters is challenging, especially when they run out of juice and you are in the middle of traffic. They should have gas motors on those things.

The people at PMC were great during this process. They were all professional, hospitable and caring. I told them all they need raises because they went above and beyond and they were all nice to me in spite of the fact that some of them knew of me.

I hope to be back to normal in a few weeks. I don’t think I’ll ever play basketball competitively again or run a marathon. But I will be forced to exercise in means that are age appropriate.

I’m feeling better each day. The only thing is I can’t play the violin or act like the guy in the ads, but I suspect Dr. Pugh will have a plan for that.

Thanks for reading the News-Express.

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