It’s not crack
But it sure feels like it. Ice, the frozen kind, is amongst my favorite things in the world right now. We spend dollars on it a day. Up to five if it’s really warm outside. I got some pretty loose instructions back in Vail on how much to use the stuff, something about - as you deem necessary.
It’s hard for me to tell since I know so few people who have had this surgery, but I may be abusing this whole ice thing. Remember how I said I spend circa 19 hours in bed a day? I also spend circa 19 hours a day icing this ol’ hip of mine. And seriously, I may have killed a few nerves in my hip; Sometimes I can’t even tell if it’s cold unless I test the temp with my hand. Is this healthy? I don’t know, but it feels soooo gooooood.
I get of this bed sometimes to test the waters. I pick up those damned crutches and go walking. You know, to the kitchen, to the bathroom, sometimes even downstairs. Get me away from my ice for thirty minutes and my brain starts calling for the coldness. I get this strange sensation, not like touch or smell or anything like that. It’s more like I can feel my hip growing in size, swelling. Pretty much anything will cause it, besides icing. So far, I think that that sucks. When it swells it get stiff, when it gets stiff I get irritated, when I get irritated I get ice. When I’m bed too long I get bored, when I get bored I get irritated, when I get irritated, I get up. And the cycle goes on. Supposedly this is all supposed to help me get better. Oh how I hope.
Here are a few excerpts from an email my friend Krista sent. She is going through all of this crap on the other side of the country. Cracks me up that we are having the exact same experiences thousands of miles apart.
“Isnt it fun laying in bed all day?? All of our little assignments require a day in bed and of course i cant do my homework in bed. I get rid of my legasus tomorrow i’m not sad to see it go i’m doing it right now so i’m gonna be up all night.”
“I know you will be sad to say goodbye to your CPM. No more footpumps in a week, maybe i can get some sleep!! The foot pumps, velcroe, and my sleeping body ensue a battle nightly - usually my foot pumps lose. Hope everythings ok hope to see you soon.”
Filed by ryanroth at April 15th, 2007 under Life, Young & Hip