WAHOOOOOOO! 5 weeks have gone. They have finally passed. It feels like such a long time ago now, that I was wheeled down the steep slow at the Royal Nationaly Orthopaedic Hospital to theatre.
That in itself was an experience and a half. The ward that I was on was almost at the top of the hill and to get to surgery, there was one man standing in front of my bed who stopped me from rolling on down with his body weight and one guy behind, holding the bed back. Can you imagine if I had been too heavy and the guy in front couldn't of taken the weight so I just zoomed down to the bottom of the hill?!
So my next physio appointment is tomorrow, back in Stanmore. They did ask if I wanted to go to a hospital closer to home but I've been to both of the hospitals near me several times and they have been far from worthwhile. I'm hoping for good news as you can expect. I personally feel that the exercises are slowly progressing as I definitely feel more confident and stable on my feet. The only exercise I have been hating is one that is similar to a mini squat. It terrifies me, I really don't like it. I think it's because of the amount of pressure I feel I have to put on my knees to do it, hopefully I'll master it soon!
One thing that I am really anxious to see is the difference between my right and left knees. Once the swelling had completely gone I'm sure I'll be able to see properly but when I go back to see my consultant, I'm hoping to see a before and after X-ray. I'll try and take a picture if I can!!
I'll let you know how it goes in next weeks blog. Plus, as next week is my 6th post op, I may have found out what my consultant thinks has resulted from the procedure. Should be interesting😀