Grandma Has a New Hip

I haven't blogged for the past few months as 

I was in a lot of pain and waiting to get a new 

hip.  I had fallen 28 years ago while pregnant 

with one of my children.  It irritated for years, 

and finally I had X-Rays and it had deteriorated 

enough to need a replacement.  

I went up to the Park City Hospital which 

looks more like a mountain lodge inside 

and out.  Miss Madi K is sitting on a ski lift 

outside of the hospital.  

Inside there are several gorgeous fireplaces 

and it was amazingly beautiful.  They specialize 

in operating on Olympic athletes, so I felt like 

I was in good hands.  

The recovery was going well but in ten days 

I ended up in the emergency room with 

severe pain in my stomach.  I stayed undiagnosed 

for ten days in the hospital, throwing up 

constantly.  They finally decided to look 

at my gallbladder.  They found stones and 

removed it.  I was in pretty sad shape by 

that time, not being able to drink or eat 

anything without throwing up.  

The kids and grandkids were really worried 

about me and came by to visit.  

I wasn't great company, but it did my heart 

good to see them. 

Hubby has had a tradition of bringing a cooler 

full of treats to the women in the hospital 

as they were having babies, so they did the 

same for me with many wonderful cards 

made by the little ones.  

Hubby said he knew I was in rough shape as I 

didn't speak or watch TV or even look at my 

phone for those two weeks in the hospital. 

When I finally got home after almost two weeks 

in the hospital I was still throwing up many, many 

times daily.  We were spoiled by friends and neighbors 

and family with foods and gorgeous floral arrangements. 

I wasn't able to eat any of the food people 

brought over, but Hubby enjoyed all of it.  

We realized the importance of supporting 

the caregiver.  

I continued to throw up everything for another

two weeks while home, but got on home nursing 

IV's and using Zofran.  I slowly was able to 

eat things and it took that extra month to be 

able to have energy and be able to eat.  

The little granddaughters ran around saying, 

"Grandma has a new hip!!!"  

That's because I hadn't been able to have 

any sleepovers with them while I was waiting 

for surgery and for a long time after 

surgery.  I was in the hot tub with several 

of them and one that is four said, 

"Let's say a prayer of thanks that 

Grandma is better?"  

How sweet is that?

But thanks to lots of prayers 

and kindnesses!