I Ain’t Dead

Bev G 🧙‍♀️
4 min readJun 6, 2023

Like Granny Weatherwax, I am merely absent

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Hello! I’m back. Sort of.

Quick Update

The good news: I’ve had my second hip replacement — yay! The bad news: I’ve had my second hip replacement. It’s a mixed blessing, to be honest. Anyone who has had one knows the relief of waving goodbye to the debilitating, crippling arthritis pain. But it does come with challenges.

Mine are mainly connected with the first total hip replacement (THR). I wrote a piece shortly after, detailing the problem with my left knee. There’s nothing wrong with my knee and there’s nothing wrong with the implant, but for some reason, those two positives equal the negative of a knee that wants to turn inwards. Therefore, it’s unable to support my entire weight.

The right THR is so much better and it’s only been three weeks since the operation. It’s straight and strong. It hasn’t been an easy journey though. Right after surgery, my blood pressure fell and refused to recover. The previous day, they’d put me on a saline drip and managed to only fill my hand and lower arm with water because they missed the vein. The doctors were considering a blood transfusion right up to the hour I was due to leave the hospital. Luckily, my blood pressure underwent a miraculous recovery and they let me go home.

Two days after I got home, I woke up around 4 am, brushed my hand over the bit of my nightdress covering my thigh and it was soaking. I shrieked a bit to wake my partner — he’d been sleeping downstairs with my dog — and within a few minutes, we were off to Accident & Emergency. The dressing was saturated with fluid but the doctor was surprised that the incision was almost already healed. My overriding memory of that morning was limping around the long corridors on my crutches and feeling proud that I was still upright.

Anyway, I’m still here and recovering well. Physio starts tomorrow and my consultant has promised to investigate the wonky left knee once the right THR has healed properly. I’m quite pleased that I’ve had no painkillers apart from the odd pair of paracetamol.

My Biggest Challenge

It’s the night times. I cannot sleep for longer than two hours. And then I’m awake for the rest of the night. Last night I was in…

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Bev G 🧙‍♀️

Mama of three grown children and six dogs. Generally a bit weird. Lives in Wales, UK.