Waiting to wonder

It’s been almost two months since my knee replacement surgery, and I’m wondering when the time comes that so many who’ve had knee replacements have told me about. Before my surgery, every patient, every doctor, every medical specialist who I’ve had the opportunity to speak with about it have given me the same line: ‘You’ll wonder why you waited so long to have the surgery’. My question now? When do I start wondering why I waited so long to have one? It’s been more like, when do I at least start feeling like my old osteoarthritic self. I’m not about to trade my arthritic knee for this one, mind you. I’m just waiting to wonder.

I’ve been dealing with osteoarthritis knee pain for years. An orthopedic doctor at Resurgens gave me the first diagnosis of this almost 20 years ago. At that time I was told it was mild, he gave me a cortisone shot and advised me to get on a regimen of Glucosamine and Chrondroitin. Over the years since it’s progressively gotten worse. Knee injections have made the condition temporarily bearable, but they were always a short term fix to a long term problem. When it came to having knee surgery, without exception, others I’ve encountered who’ve have repeat without fail the familiar saw, “When it’s over you wonder why you’ve waited so long to have the surgery.” Call me a chicken, but this is the first major surgery I’ve put myself through and I was nervous. I’ve had other minor out-patient operations like colonoscopies and an arthroscopic knee surgery. It’s in one day, out the same and maybe a day or two until things go back to normal. This is something completely different. The idea of a surgeon cutting my knee open, clearing cartilage, sawing bone and banging away at fitting prosthetic implants in place of where osteoarthritis degenerated body parts were. Anesthesia is a wonderful thing.

Weeks of physical therapy, all sorts of drugs for all sorts of reasons, enduring aches, pains, sudden jolts of agony from a wrong move and discomforts of various kinds and reasons have left me still waiting to wonder and thinking, “Why did I have this surgery again.” Hopefully, the wondering will start soon.

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About elmoshangnaster

The name's a dodge simply because 1) on the internet I can be whomever I choose, and 2) I'm just paranoid enough to keep scoundrels and government out of my business and don't care to sort 'em out from the decent folk. My blog, my opinions. Don't like 'em? Sure, kindly tell me about your far-fetched, idiotic beliefs...kindly. In the end we'll neither of us change the others mind, but I will take the time to read your arguments if they're thought out in a rational fashion and not full of hyperbole. I'm a Christian human being. It's not a flavor or color preference, it's who and what I am. Don't like it? The above considerations apply. I'm not about to waste anyone's time or mine shoving Christianity down their gullet if they demonstrate even the least resistance. When someone's ready to hear I'm only too glad to share. The Gravatar? It's Jenny Lake in the Tetons near Jackson, WY. If God had a house that's where it would be.

Posted on 01/27/2014, in Spirituality. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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