Two weeks and a day after Leah’s hip replacement surgery, she has already tossed aside her crutches, doesn’t need pain meds, and has released her nurse (me) from indentured servitude. She started back to work yesterday via her laptop at home, and last evening we poured over a map of India, talking about our next big Adventure of a Lifetime, hopefully this fall.
Life is getting back to normal here, except that “normal” now for Leah is minus the nagging pain she’d had in her right hip and leg for the past several years.
We had stayed three days at the hospital in Seattle for the surgery, and while we were away a friend came out to our place twice a day to feed the barn animals. The two dogs stayed in Seattle with our son, whose apartment is in a tres hip, trendy neighborhood. Thus, we were pleased when the dogs came back to our place without any new piercings or tattoos, and seem content here, down on the farm, after seeing Par-ee.
