First the Wii: I've been getting back on the Wii. I've made it three days in row now. I'm not really trying to set any records, or workout for a specific time, or get my heart in the target range. I am just trying to establish the habit of getting some sort of workout done each day. That may sound strange knowing that I have gotten a good workout in therapy since surgery. Somehow, in my mind, therapy=sick. Healthy people don't have to go to therapy - at least not to me.
So, back to the Wii and then on to something a little more challenging at the first of the year. The roller coaster part? The first day I got on the Wii and did the body test, my center of balance was almost exactly 50/50. It was something like 49.5/50.5. I, obviously, took note of that. The surgery did its job. I was no longer listing to the right!
This morning, I was so badly out of balance that I had to position myself in the blue dot. Anyone with a Wii should try leaning to one side during the body test to see what I mean.
As I said, this really wasn't upsetting. I've had two very good days in a row. Last night was a little hard and my left thigh is bothering me a bit. It is part of recovery and will just happen sometimes.
Then the Scales: So, we all know about this one!! I am so very close to getting to my pre-op weight, less than I pound. I've been mentally rehearsing that blog post for a few days now. Everyday, I wake up and think this is the day. Yesterday, my weight shot up over a pound. Today, I'm about half a pound away. Again, I shrug that off. I'm not consistent yet with my eating or water intake. I don't expect much. BUT, 65MD decided on Monday that he wanted to lose 10 pounds. He weighed last night and has lost 5! I accused him of putting his hand on the wall or something! Nope. Five pounds gone! It is just not fair.
Finally 65MD: As much as I wanted to be mad at 65MD, I couldn't. He can't help it that men lose faster than women. Besides, without him, there is no telling where I'd be right now. Not just related to recovering from hip replacement but all of life, quite frankly. It is the reason he felt compelled to lost weight. He has an umbilical hernia. He's had it since I've known him. Until a few weeks ago, it was quite small. His doctor told him at his annual exam, in the fall, that it was probably time to go ahead and schedule something. He didn't. My hip collapsed. I got surgery and he's still waiting. (Actually, he is actively trying to schedule it for the break between semesters.) This is much more distressing for me. The hernia has gotten larger. It is clear to see. He insists that it has nothing to do with practically lugging me around for the past 6 weeks. I don't agree. Plus, if that thing were to become strangulated, we'll be facing emergency surgery rather than scheduled surgery. So, in our household, there isn't much going on. I've halted the flooring. Those boxes of tiles are heavy. We'll not get out the massive amount of Christmas decorations this year. He certainly isn't carrying the tree up from the basement. (I might get my nephew to do that. I'm not a total Scrooge!)
The first two, don't bother me at all. They are just examples of the ups and downs of everyday life. The third is too, but it is much harder for me to take. I want off that part of the roller coaster ride, please.