I had my new knee on Thursday at Edinburgh Royal Infirmary.
The actual op was quite interesting. The anesthetist told me that he was giving me a spinal anesthetic but I would be very lightly sedated so I might be conscious of what was going on. He was asking me if that was OK and that i should let him know before/ during if it wasnt. I was fine with that and as he said I did wake up and could hear hammering and stuff. I was so euphoric so I didnt mind at all. Was more interested in the amazing feeling of well being from the sedatives!
Then I was moved into recovery where they monitor you for a while - about an hour - and then I was trundled up to the ward where someone got me tea and toast - very welcome. I slept well, and the next morning they got me up and I sat down and later went to have the knee x-rayed to confirm that it was properly sited.
The following day (Saturday) I had a visit from the surgeon which was nice, he said that that they hadnt seen such a bad knee for ages the other one is the same, but that's another story! Then physio and instruction about exercises. I was given a walking frame to use but tended to ask for help for reassurance.
Sunday was about the same - physio, who saw that my knee bend was about 90 degrees which was very good apparently. And moved on to sticks from the frame.
The pain control while I was in seemed very effective, the worst problem really was sleeping - narrow bed with metal frame, noise, light and so on. Today I had to show the physio that I could climb the number of steps I need to get into our flat (3 thank goodness) and go through various functional things.
So now I have the struggle with exercise to build myself up to try to resume normal life for the first time for about two years. I know its going to be slow, but I'm already finding that the physio work I've been able to do has paid. Getting in and out of the car was easier than before, as is walking with sticks. My knees were really bad, so perhaps I can cope better with the pain? They say that we need to keep on top of that and I'm planning to gradually build up my exercise.
I hope this is a bit reassuring to those of you who're waiting for your op. Four-five days in hospital isnt fun, but it soon feels like a distant memory.
Its early days yet, but I feel like I've been well looked after and briefed.