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Originally Posted by TorqueDog
Suddenly, my cat wants nothing more than to walk across my groin area, whereas he was previously quite content to walk along the back of the couch. Little sh-t.
Recovery has been pretty uneventful. Ice the boys for 10-15 minutes at a time, take an anti-inflammatory with each meal, don't try to be a hero and exert yourself. No pain or tenderness. Being an obligate couch potato f-cking sucks, mind you. It is unbelievably difficult to sit around and do bugger all.
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Yup. Lots of us just get up and randomly do things 15 pounds+ or physical activity related or wander around on our feet on a daily basis without really thinking about it. Doing completely nothing just feels completely feeble. It's nice when someone does something for you that you can easily do. But when you can't/aren't allowed and someone does it for you, it just feels weak rather than wonderful. It doesn't sound like much, but once I was in that scenario, I felt a little bit like a kid who was in time out.
"Oh, I'll just quickly... wait, how heavy is this/or how much strain is involved... ugh I can't do that. Dammit."
"Oh I have time now! I can...
Workout,
yoga,
yardwork,
car quick fix thing,
groceries, video games/social media (gets boring),
clean up that storage space,
pick up pet/kid... or play fetch, go for a walk at the mall (borderline), go for a drive (Ouch on the potholes and speed bumps?),
stairs,
alcohol... wait, when is 24 hours after the procedure... yes."
I think one of the recovery days, I just sat at a table and sharpened every knife I had in the house because that was all I could think of doing that I wanted to do at that moment. This because it wasn't screen related, appropriate weight and activity levels and I could be seated while doing it. It's technically isn't hard but it absolutely is maddening.
