sch00lteacher
Social Security Sucks
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This is part three. The last of a three part installment. Where one and two are, is anybody's guess.
This is the one I am dealing with now. In September I came to Literotica. After the 11th, needed someplace to talk with people.
I should tell you that my hips have been killing me for a long time, over 15 years. Arthritis brought on by some sort of childhood thing I don't fully understand.
The first replacement happened in June, I was back at work in August. So I thought the second one whould go about the same. I asked the doc to schedule it the first part of November. With Thanksgiving and Christmas, I really would not miss all that much work.
Everything happened pretty much the same as it did in part two. With a few exceptions. One being I had a spinal block this time instead of general anesthesia. Very interesting. I heard and felt (in my teeth) the saw when they cut off my hip ball. Later I heard them hammering the shit out of something steel. But I really was out of it. Time meant nothing, no pain. I liked this better than the general. If and when they need worked on again, I am going spinal.
I should add that this operation took over an hour longet than the first one. According to the doctor they had to do a lot more cutting to get to the joint, and the muscles were a lot tighter on the right side.
One of the other differences this time was the way I acted. I did shit like try to get out of bed, and I didn't know why. I can't remember some of the other crap. I know I called my wife one night late, in bad pain, crying. She came in and got me more medication.The nurses were not too happy with me. After a while I didn't care much for them either. They acted a little too bitchy.
The first few weeks at home went the same. Blood tests, PT.
The end of November came, I was still in a lot of pain. Christmas came and went. Still in pain, still not walking well. I was supposed to be back at work now. This was the first hint that things were not going like they did with the left leg. The doctor kept me out until just the other day, 2/13/02. By then I certainly should have felt good enough to return to work. I wasn't. Now he has me out until the end of March.
I am taking a lot of medication for pain. Including the patch thing with the morophine like drug in it... can't find it in the dictionary. So sometimes I am not thinking very clearly. If I post something weird, it is probably the medication talking, not me. I have some new exercises to do. And six weeks to kill. I am getting bored and frustrated. I want to go back to work. I want to get out of the house. I tried driving, ran a red light I did not see. So I don't drive. I can't walk far. So I am stuck. Unless someone takes me out. This adds to the frustration.
I come here. I go to eBay. I hit a few other web sites. I read, a hell of a lot. And I watch a lot of TV....
That's the story Plasticman. And anyone else who took the time to read this crap.
Again I did not write this shit to boost my ego. I don't care if you read it or not. It felt good to write it down. Therapy of some sort I guess.
If you did read all three parts, thanks.
There are some other issues I do not want to discuss here. Some of you know what they are and are doing a great job of keeping them to yourselves. Thanks.
I love this board. I don't know if I would have made it this far with out it. Or without you guys.
THANKS.
This is the one I am dealing with now. In September I came to Literotica. After the 11th, needed someplace to talk with people.
I should tell you that my hips have been killing me for a long time, over 15 years. Arthritis brought on by some sort of childhood thing I don't fully understand.
The first replacement happened in June, I was back at work in August. So I thought the second one whould go about the same. I asked the doc to schedule it the first part of November. With Thanksgiving and Christmas, I really would not miss all that much work.
Everything happened pretty much the same as it did in part two. With a few exceptions. One being I had a spinal block this time instead of general anesthesia. Very interesting. I heard and felt (in my teeth) the saw when they cut off my hip ball. Later I heard them hammering the shit out of something steel. But I really was out of it. Time meant nothing, no pain. I liked this better than the general. If and when they need worked on again, I am going spinal.
I should add that this operation took over an hour longet than the first one. According to the doctor they had to do a lot more cutting to get to the joint, and the muscles were a lot tighter on the right side.
One of the other differences this time was the way I acted. I did shit like try to get out of bed, and I didn't know why. I can't remember some of the other crap. I know I called my wife one night late, in bad pain, crying. She came in and got me more medication.The nurses were not too happy with me. After a while I didn't care much for them either. They acted a little too bitchy.
The first few weeks at home went the same. Blood tests, PT.
The end of November came, I was still in a lot of pain. Christmas came and went. Still in pain, still not walking well. I was supposed to be back at work now. This was the first hint that things were not going like they did with the left leg. The doctor kept me out until just the other day, 2/13/02. By then I certainly should have felt good enough to return to work. I wasn't. Now he has me out until the end of March.
I am taking a lot of medication for pain. Including the patch thing with the morophine like drug in it... can't find it in the dictionary. So sometimes I am not thinking very clearly. If I post something weird, it is probably the medication talking, not me. I have some new exercises to do. And six weeks to kill. I am getting bored and frustrated. I want to go back to work. I want to get out of the house. I tried driving, ran a red light I did not see. So I don't drive. I can't walk far. So I am stuck. Unless someone takes me out. This adds to the frustration.
I come here. I go to eBay. I hit a few other web sites. I read, a hell of a lot. And I watch a lot of TV....
That's the story Plasticman. And anyone else who took the time to read this crap.
Again I did not write this shit to boost my ego. I don't care if you read it or not. It felt good to write it down. Therapy of some sort I guess.
If you did read all three parts, thanks.
There are some other issues I do not want to discuss here. Some of you know what they are and are doing a great job of keeping them to yourselves. Thanks.
I love this board. I don't know if I would have made it this far with out it. Or without you guys.
THANKS.
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