Spinal Tap

I took a picture of this in hospital. I have no idea what this is. But . . . it goes to eleven.

Not for the Squeamish

Before:

After:

Post Op

I came out like this:

So many drugs, so much sleeping. Nodding off in mid-sentence. Oh yes, my husband has video. He just kept laughing, he couldn't help it. I was laughing too. I smiled and laughed a little too, but fell asleep before I could be annoyed.

I could see progress by day three. But it's very strange to not be able to move my leg when my brain says 'go'. It just lays there like a lump of swollen nothing. There is a triangle shaped bar hanging over my head. In my drugged haze I first wondered why there was a musical triangle there. Also wondered where the rod was to tap it. A day or so later I realized it was there to hold onto as I sat up. I had no idea how handy that thing would be over the next six days.   

I had a visitor. I think I fell asleep mid visit though.

My first hospital 'meal'. They just sent it without asking me what I wanted. 

Clearly I am not on the Cardiac ward.

Pre Op

I started off like this:

Then I had a few moments of anxiety just before going into surgery. 

I started to cry and freak out. I really hadn't until that moment.  

But in keeping with all that I have done to distract myself leading up to surgery, I did this:

I wanted to make sure they chose the correct hip. 

As it turned out, the nurse wiped it off and the surgeon came in and did his own artwork:

More handiwork: