May 3, after 10+ years of quarterly cortisone injections in my knees I finally reached the decision to get one of the knees replaced. The left knee was the most painful so I did that one first, but both of them qualify for replacement. The surgery was for a partial knee replacement of the anterior (inside) compartment using a robotic procedure and components computer designed for my knee. Partial knee replacements are supposed to provide faster recovery, and a more natural feel. Hopefully this should fix me up for another 73 years.
Had to get up at 2am and drive to Memorial Herman Hospital. I was the first patient of the day, and the surgery officially started at 8am. After transferring to the operating table, the last thing I remember was taking a few deep breaths from an oxygen mask. I suspect there may have been some happy gas mixed with the O2. In just 45 minutes, the doctor was meeting with Laurel and gave her the download on how it went. They kept me in the recovery area until about noon, and by 12:30 I was getting in the car for the drive back to the ranch. Because they pumped me full of high quality drugs during the surgery I had no pain, and was able to walk with the assistance of a walker.
They sent me home with pain pills, anti inflammatory drugs, and aspirin (blood thinner). Next morning I still had almost no pain and figured this was going to be easy. Unfortunately, my assessment was premature. After about another 6 hours, when all of the “surgery drugs” finally wore off, I began to appreciate the YouTube videos which referred to this as the “most painful of all surgeries”. I was taking hydrocodone every 6 hours for the pain, which resulted in about 3-4 hours of good pain control, followed by 2-3 hours of steadily building discomfort as I kept an eye on the clock for my next drug score.
From day 3-5, the pain was dropping a little bit each day, but I was having to elevate and ice on the knee to keep the swelling down. All the exercises they told me to do were put on hold because all they seemed to do was inflame the muscles to the 7-9 pain level. I was able to get around the ranch house using a walker or crutches, but only if I absolutely needed to. Laurel did a great job of spoiling me, and I got a number of much appreciated calls and texts from friends and family checking on how I was doing.
Day 6 was a turning point. I tried to walk without the assistance of crutches or walker and it worked. I walked over 1/4 mile just pacing across the 50 foot front porch. This morning is day 7 and I have been walking on my own both inside and outside the house with pretty minimal discomfort. However, the last hour of each 6 hour medication cycle, I can still feel the pain starting to creep up. I only had a 7 day supply of the good pain meds, but hopefully the doctor will get it refilled today.
So to sum it all up, I am over the hump and expect to be 70-80% normal by the time I go in for my follow up visit with the doctor next week. I plan to start driving the RTV this weekend, and will be driving truck as soon as I no longer need the heavy duty pain meds.
However, I still need to get the other knee fixed as well, and will hopefully set a date for that surgery when I meet with doctor next week. Thanks for all the support from friends and family. Can’t wait for the airport metal detectors to go off when I fly to and from Alaska in August.