At home in Fort Worth...
I was standing in the shower a couple of years ago when I first noticed something was wrong with my hip. I had just turned slightly when I felt an agonizing pain in my right hip socket. This caused me to retreat quickly to the stance I had before I turned and, when I did, the pain went away. There was no recurrence for a couple of weeks, so I promptly forgot about it, thinking it was just one of those age-related anomalies to be expected now and then as I get older. The next occurrence was also in the shower, but the pain did not immediately go away then. As time went by, the episodes became more frequent and longer lasting.
I would not say that the recovery has not had its painful moments. However, the painkillers are generally effective and their side effects are manageable. Fortunately, Sandy has been fully engaged as my nurse, and she is largely responsible for the speed of my recovery, to say nothing of fulfilling all of my whims, no matter how numerous or infantile. She is truly wonderful in this role and the myriad of others she performs for me and our whole family. I am truly a blessed man!
Since this post covers about two weeks of recuperation after the surgery, I am adding a couple of photos to show my progress. In this one, my purpose is to garner sympathy from you, dear readers, over Sandy's forcing me to vacuum the house in my weakened condition just a week after surgery. I'll leave it to you to decide whether this depicts a true representation of the facts or a cheap hoax. (I know, it's hard to tell, given my innocent face.)
|So abused! Can you believe the suffering? Oh, the humanity!|
|Mike's First Outing!|