It's been a long almost week since Stu had his double knee replacement. As previously posted, he came out of the surgery without any major issues and spent most of the night Tuesday in a self-induced drug haze (gotta love morphine pumps controlled by the patient).
Wednesday morning that was taken away, the drains removed and the IVs were stopped. That meant getting up and taking a short walk. That afternoon, less then 20 hours after his surgery he was doing the PT exercises, and doing them quite well.
From then till Friday the day was divided between get poked/prodded/stuck, sleeping, eating, sleeping, get poked/prodded/stuck, PT, sleeping, visitors, sleeping, get poked/prodded/stuck, sleeping...think you get the idea. Toes above the nose was the mantra for the week.
Friday brought a slight change to the schedule when he woke up feeling dizzy and week. His
hematocrit had been dropping all week, even though they had recycled his blood during and after surgery. While they checked with his doctor's office, the PT folks came and pushed him to the PT room in his recliner. Yup, no stopping PT (which is a good thing).
By afternoon they had gotten the okay for two units of blood, not out of the normal for double knee replacement patients. Of course this delayed his discharge plans...by quite a bit. Long story short, he was finally discharged at just before 10PM. They loaded him into our pickup truck and we headed over to the rehab center. The discharge office managed to get him approved for 14 days there...much needed days for therapy.
Walking the halls of rehab, 4 days after surgery
Working on the machines at rehab
Resting on day 5 after surgerySo now he's made it past his first weekend at the facility, gotten PT done both days and is happily walking the halls. He gets around with a walker and does amazingly well. Kudos to his surgical staff and all the staff at Anne Arundel Hospital and the Joint Center. Nothing but praise for everyone we dealt with.
I'll report in again before the end of the week. Right now I'm slammed with taxes,
writing, laundry, and my own medical visits. Pretty beat at the end of every day. Oh, and Scooby has decided he needs to see the truck doctor in my spare time. LOL!
Till next time - keep on rollin',
Donna and Stu