Hip Recovery

Week one was really hard being on bed rest 24/7 with this lovely ice pack and trying to work out the medications my body could stomach. The first few days were the roughest. My mom is the best for taking care of me, washing my hair, and cleaning up my puke! But by the end of the week I stopped taking pain medications and felt strong enough to hobble around. I even got to take a much needed and much loved shower! I was eager to get back home with my family and start phase two of recovery. It seemed I had been seeing too much of the ceiling for my own good!

But being at home only made me want to be up and helping....helping Brian get the kids ready for school, or help at mealtimes, or help clean. Even with my mom and Judy around (who alternated days to help out with the kids while Brian was at work) doing all these things for me, I felt like I should be doing something. I still spent a considerable amount of time in bed resting and icing, but I was feeling good moving around. Strong enough to use only 1 crutch, if even  crutch at all! I was super delighted with my quick healing!!

But...I was up more than Should have been. Judy went out of town to be with Annie who was having a baby, Brian was out of town on a work trip... and it was just my mom and I. By mid-week of the third week in recovery, I took a wrong step and it put me back on bed rest for another week! AGH! I was so frustrated I could cry! I did. A little. I hate the bed...I don't want to go back to it!! My mom's knee had been acting up and continued to get worse by the day. Especially with all the stairs and child lifting she'd been doing at my place to help me out. Now we were both gimps! ha ha! Even with our best laid plans, this was a situation we didn't plan for :)

Boo hoo. I know things will get better. It's just time. Our ward stepped in immediately and started taking care of the kids. Ladies from my ward are taking shifts to be with them and it's super helpful. I appreciate all the help I've received through this. I really could not have done it without all the support of Brian, family, and friends. I appreciate all the prayers and thoughts, calls and texts, meals and child tending, carpooling and taking the trash out! This is one of those times when I realize how much I can't do, and how much I can't repay for what people are doing for me. Thanks Zoey for taking these two pictures and playing on my phone! She's getting quite good and figuring out how to work it. I'm hoping by the end of next week I'll be right back on track!