My time in the hospital was uneventful (if you can call being flayed and chiseled, then screwed, sewn, glued, and taped back together uneventful). The most remarkable thing to me was how relatively little I hurt. I didn't take any pain medication by choice during the four days I was in the hospital, and other than during the surgery itself I was only given pain medication three times: one hit on the PCA to test it after they hooked it up (2 mg dilaudid), two Vicodin the next day before PT came at the insistence of the nurses, and two more Vicodin the following day at the nurses' insistence (though PT didn't end up coming until nine hours later, when it was probably no longer effective). The next day I insisted I didn't want anything, so I haven't taken anything since the third day.
So what did it feel like? Of course right after surgery I was in a fog with all sorts of sensations, including nausea for a few hours (puked once). But after that wore off, I didn't hurt much just lying in bed. When I had to move I felt very sore but I didn't have that bundle-of-dry-sticks feeling of fragility inside my hip like after the PAO. Standing up I could feel a lot of muscle soreness and exerting the muscles was somewhat painful. But the muscle pain diminished noticeably every day.
The first time PT came they sat me on the edge of the bed for a few minutes, then stood me up. Cumulatively I was upright for about five minutes before I began to feel light-headed, which was a big improvement over last time. Opting out of the epidural was a good call, since the epidural made me very light-headed (it results in the blood vessels in the legs enlarging, causing blood to pool in the legs, with the result that not enough blood is left in the head). I experienced some light-headedness one other time, but that was all. I think it was the second day that I got up to use the toilet, and felt so good that I went to the sink to wash my hair and generally wash up, 20 minutes or so, all under my own power. We were very encouraged by that.
Lying in bed got to be uncomfortable. The second or third night I got tired enough of lying on my back that I worked my way out of the CPM machine and onto my non-operated side, where I slept for an hour or so. That made a big difference.
The regimen is very much like for SDH and PAO:
- green leg from surgical scrub (including Margie washing it off herself again, surprised that no one else had)
- TED hose
- Plexi-pulse
- CPM machine
- two surprisingly long drains hooked up to a Hemovac (came out the third day, I think)
- catheter, out when you're ready (the second day, I think)
- IV drip
- PT once a day
- blood draws in the middle of the night
- daily Fragmin shots
- no straight leg-lifting and no active abduction
- Dr. Mayo and/or his PA popping in once or twice a day
I did lose a fair bit of blood, enough so that they hooked up a cell saver during surgery and recycled 600 ml of my own blood, but I did not receive a transfusion. I ended up getting three bags of IV fluid (3 liters) before they unplugged me, which was enough to make me puffy but not to the point where I felt like my eyes were bulging, like last time. I felt a quart low or so; the first few days after surgery my blood pressure was low (90s over 50s) but eventually came up to 110 over 70 or so.
Even though I wasn't using the IV the last two days, the nurses still wanted to keep it in for quick access should the need arise, so I ended up having it in until the morning we left.
Dr. Mayo said that normally after re-opening an incision he would excise the scar tissue before suturing it up again, but he decided not to. Perhaps my skin was damaged somewhat by using steroid creams for months on the dermatitis. In case my skin was reacting to the kind of suture he used last time, he used nylon, the ends of which are hiding under the tape. So maybe I'll end up with a killer Frankenstein-style scar.
(You can see the effects of the dermatitis in the brown, pigmented splotchy area near the visible drain hole in the picture to the left.)
Dr. Mayo had me on a hip CPM this time, which I liked much better than the knee CPM. It was much easier to get in and out of, and it didn't rub my heel (last time I got an especially nasty pressure sore on the heal, in part because of the rubbing). My hip felt tight as the machine approached 90˚ but it was not painful.
In addition to radiation therapy I'm on Meloxicam, in pill form once a day after breakfast. It can have some nasty side effects and needs to be used carefully in conjunction with anti-coagulants like Fragmin. I'm eager to get off both. I've been having headaches the last few days and am wondering if the Meloxicam might be to blame.
Krista and I both really enjoyed seeing our old friends from last time: Kim, Stephanie, Pat, Margie, and many others. Thankfully I was a lot less work than last time, and we didn't have to share so many awkward and uncomfortable moments.
And of course Dr. Mayo and his new PA Renee were excellent. Dr. Mayo is careful and meticulous, two excellent attributes in a surgeon, which is why surgery was 5.5 hours (incision to suture completion, according to my chart). We always enjoy talking to them. Again, everybody in the hospital had good things to say about Dr. Mayo.
Thursday morning both Renee and Dr. Mayo came by to check on me one last time and gave the thumbs-up to go home, and by 11 am, after a stop at the hospital pharmacy, we were on the road.




