Woohoo, Hot Damn! I traded my crutches for a cane today. I'm an official Old Geezer, fer gosh sake. Well, maybe not quite - I did skip the walker . . . one was suggested by someone but no words needed to be said as he took off running. He did come back with a proper cane. I can't go too fast or make any sudden turns or twists but I can now lift my leg a little. I can also get up & down from a chair without wanting to scream. And that terrible pain & the morphine are both gone. My knee bones crack & make a lot more noise than they used to though & I'm definitely unstable on that pin - guess I won't be using my 'Walking with Leslie' CDs any time soon.
As soon as I can drive and get to Starbucks & the veggie store, I'll be happy but I'll wait a while longer. I suspect it'll also be some time before I'll be spinning any of that lovely stuff I have waiting in the living room. Good thing I like knitting socks!