I drove my car yesterday for the first time since the surgery. (It wasn’t an option, because the battery went stone dead while I was gone and I had to drive it after I got a hot shot.) I kept it short; I just went to the Popeye’s for some mac and cheese, maybe a mile from my place.
It felt… weird. I’m still a little woozy from being sick, and being out in the real world with all that traffic felt unreal. Isn’t my real life online, or on cable TV? (I know it isn’t, but it does feel that way sometimes.)
Just scheduled the second surgery for June. The surgeon warned that the “new” knee was starting to bend back, because of the other leg being shorter now. But the more I stretch it, the more it hurts. We’re trying to keep the discrepancy under control with a shoe lift for the non-surgical leg — you know, like Trump and Ron DeSantis use.
I still have a lot of nerve pain when I stretch the muscles. I’m going to try a TENS unit to see if it will help me relax enough to stay asleep. If that doesn’t work, guess it’s time for some medical marijuana.
I haven’t had a driver’s license since my stroke. I went and did the driving evaluation back in 2016, and have done some emergency driving (I was previously a truck driver for a living, so I know I can do it if I have to) but I have never gone to the DMV and got my license back because driving just feels weird now. Part of it is the eye surgery and the fact that I don’t wear glasses any more. I thought that would make it feel better driving, but I was wrong.