It's only been nine days since my right knee was cut open, the joint dissembled and metal used to replace it's load bearing surfaces. Rehab continues apace. I had been through four iterations of rehab prior to this, but nothing has ever challenged me so hard.
My therapist is a nice guy who pushes me; just when something starts to get a little easy, he introduces a new set of painful exercises - yet he does it in such a way that I really don't mind. He is a truly competent professional who knows how to provoke an appropriate and beneficial response from his clients. Either that or the daily doses of Oxycontin keep me from killing him.
I now have 91 degrees of flexion in my knee. Just have to reach 126 degrees at which point I will have the same range of motion in both knees. Already I am able to walk short distances without any assistance, but use a cane until my stability improves.
I thank God for the technology that has allowed this transformation in such a short period of time and the trained medical personnel who worked on me and with me to effect it. I think back to last Saturday when I left the hospital and the change since then really surprises me.