Well, they weren’t joking when they said I’d feel worse today!
Had a pretty poor night’s sleep as I kept rolling over onto my “bad” knee. This was despite the painkillers, which had me zonked out just hours earlier. Seriously heavy-duty pills, which left me feeling like I was on a roller-coaster within about 15 minutes.
I’m not a fan of them.
Woke up this morning feeling very stiff and sore, but had a waddle/shuffle around the apartment to get the blood flowing (and access some precious coffee). Back in bed since, as I’m just wiped out.
I think yesterday’s enthusiasm was down to the pleasant impact of the anaesthetic and relief that the surgery apparently went well. My head’s a lot clearer today, but unfortunately so is the pain.
So today will be all about bed-rest and some gentle stretching. And getting some more sleep. The painkillers will help with that.
Onwards and upwards, albeit slowly and with much grunting and sighing.
And all the while, ever so slightly stoned…