Yikes, well I obviously don't want atrophy. Though to be honest, I have been applying weight at times - it's just so hard not to - especially if I need to get up in the night (tend to forget when I'm bursting for the loo and half asleep).
I was given a few basic lifting and resistance exercises whilst in hospital but being weighed down with 9kg of water retention in the following days has made it REALLY hard to lift my leg even a centimetre. Did you get oedema too @okwithmydecay? I'm finding that as the bruising and oedema moves around my bad leg, it's causing a lot of random aches and tenderness, and I can feel the strain on my good leg and not fully mended collarbone the longer they have to carry me.
I'm trying to take one day at a time and not think too much about how long I will be broken and off the bike for, or what an idiot and a burden I am. I am very fortunate to have mum here and a lot of lovely friends who are visiting me every day - that is helping massively.
Hard not to get a bit gloomy when I wake in a sweat in the wee small hours, when there's no one around but a drawer full of pain killers to comfort me. [Cue violin music - ha!]
Chin up Miss mouse,you aint broken youre mending,thats what a nurse told me when i was having a bad day in traction.Recovery is boring,but your femur is the strongest bone in your body thats why it takes so long.30 years since i broke my hip and orthopaedic medicine has improved greatly.
Yikes, well I obviously don't want atrophy. Though to be honest, I have been applying weight at times - it's just so hard not to - especially if I need to get up in the night (tend to forget when I'm bursting for the loo and half asleep).
I was given a few basic lifting and resistance exercises whilst in hospital but being weighed down with 9kg of water retention in the following days has made it REALLY hard to lift my leg even a centimetre. Did you get oedema too @okwithmydecay? I'm finding that as the bruising and oedema moves around my bad leg, it's causing a lot of random aches and tenderness, and I can feel the strain on my good leg and not fully mended collarbone the longer they have to carry me.
I'm trying to take one day at a time and not think too much about how long I will be broken and off the bike for, or what an idiot and a burden I am. I am very fortunate to have mum here and a lot of lovely friends who are visiting me every day - that is helping massively.
Hard not to get a bit gloomy when I wake in a sweat in the wee small hours, when there's no one around but a drawer full of pain killers to comfort me. [Cue violin music - ha!]
It will pass though.