It has been a few days since her surgery and things seem to be going well. Almost too well and that makes me a bit nervous.
Last Saturday morning, the doctor removed what little was left of the meniscus, poked little holes in what little remained of her cartilage to help the new stuff bond in and build, and then pumped the joint full of the replacement stuff. Just before noon he sent her home with dire warnings about how she had to stay off of it a minimum of four weeks and the fact she would be in much worse pain than she had been for a week or more. We were told she had to start using the joint flexing machine, CMP, the same day no matter how much it hurt to prevent the formation of scar tissue and to get the new stuff to go everywhere it should go in the joint.
Sandi is happier than it appears because she got her first post surgery shower last night after managing to navigate up and down our inside stairs. She is doing so well, she can't wait to try and walk on it.
That is forbidden!
So, she waits, grumbles, and we shall see if the doctor can pull the stitches out late next week as scheduled.
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