Saturday, July 4, 2009
An Early Adventure, Yellowstone Nat'l Park, Bears and squirrels
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Actual surgery
Next; Actual events of the surgery.
The surgery went well. I was in good physical shape so did not need a blood transfusion (hip surgery can be very bloody). I got up the next day and walked around on crutches, didn’t need a walker. The second day I was allowed out of bed on my own. A funny thing happened when I wanted some orange juice and no one answered the nurse’s bell. I got out of bed to go and get some myself. A nurse passing by in the hall yelled at me, “you, what are you doing out of bed? You are not supposed to get out of bed”. I stood there with my mouth open and finally convinced her that I could get out of bed by myself.I did have to be careful not to adduct (bring legs together) my legs and had to sleep on my back with an adductor pillow between my legs. It is very important to do this because there is a likelihood of the replaced ball and socket joint coming apart before it has time to heal. I was taught how to go up and down stairs using the crutches. People asked me if I had a lot of pain. The answer was NO. It was such a relief to not have the pain I had had that any pain from surgery was barely noticed.
I went home and recuperated with no problems until it was time to go back to work in late August. That also went well except for one problem. When I teach, I write on the chalk board a lot. Writing on a chalk board while standing on crutches is a challenge to say the least; actually pretty impossible. So our lab tech fixed up an overhead transparency machine with a roll of transparent plastic that I could write on and show on screen. (This was way before computers.) My students were very understanding, From then on, I could walk freely without pain and go back to the physical activities I had done before.
Conclusion: if you need hip surgery, do it, but don’t let it interfere with plans you’ve already made. You can do both with no problem and you’ll feel much better in the end.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Canada, Oregon, and Home
We went from the city of Vancouver by ferry to Vancouver IS and Victoria. Had tea at an old inn, then went to where we were staying; a miniature mock Shakespeare village. Very interesting. Here we were introduced to this wonderful desert called “Trifle”. Basically it is a sort of pound cake with whatever the cook decides to put on top of the cake, fruits, nuts, whipped cream, etc. It is called “Trifle” because you put a trifle of this and a trifle of that in it. We had a good time in Canada and started home as planned along the coast of Oregon. Trip home was ok except, it was too cold to camp.
Therefore, the night before we were to get back to California, we were driving along the coast road; it was getting late and we were tired and hungry. All the motels were full. Finally we found one “inn” that said vacancy so we pulled in and my daughter went in to see if we could stay there. The woman was hesitant, said she didn’t have anything available. My daughter did an act. She said, her mother was in the car, didn’t feel well and was going to have surgery in a week. The woman relented and said ok if we paid her $40 in cash. We had just exactly $40 left in Travelers Checks. So, M said to me, make sure you limp in and act like you are in pain. Well I got my cane and played my role to the hilt. We slept well and got back to California in good shape. Then I drove home to Arizona.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
On the Way to Canada
Another stop was at the site where Mt. St. Helens erupted. We drove back as close as we could get to the site of the eruption, picked up some ash and then drove back to the Interstate. On the way back, we stopped at a field where there were vendors selling souvenirs. I was buying a souvenir when someone shouted: “There she goes!”. I got so excited, I totally lost it; I shoved my credit card and stuff I was buying into the vendor’s hands to run to the car and get my camera. Fortunately M rescued my credit card. Mt. St. Helens was sending ash and smoke into the sky. We couldn’t see much because of clouds. Someone had a boat so we all went out on a small lake nearby in the boat to get a better view. I got some good photos. However, all the prints and negatives got lost in the process of my sending them to M and her sending them back to me. It was still pretty exciting.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
How my summer plans almost got messed up?
I had a great summer planned for 1980. I was going to:
Go scuba diving in the Sea of Cortez
Take a course in Marine Biology at a small college in San Diego
Drive from San Diego to Northern California, pick up my daughter, M, drive to Portland, pick up my granddaughter, ‘J’ and then drive to Vancouver, Canada and take the ferry to Victoria. Then we would drive home along the Oregon coast and camp along the way.
Best laid plans don’t always work out. For me here is why my summer was almost not to be.
For many years when I was in my late 40’s and early 50’s I had problems with my left knee. Basically it hurt, both when I walked and when I was sitting or lying down. Mostly I tried to ignore it and did the things I wanted to do. All the doctors I went to said there was just a little arthritis in my knee but nothing serious. Finally in 1980, I went to a doctor who said the problem wasn’t my knee, but my hip. Went to an orthopedic surgeon who confirmed that it was my hip and he recommended surgery for a total hip replacement. I asked what would happen if I didn’t do that. He said, if I wanted to walk, I would have the surgery. So, yes of course I would have the surgery.
However, I wasn’t going to spoil my summer plans so scheduled the surgery for the middle of August, 2 weeks before I went back to work at the community college where I taught. Read about Trip to Canada