Dancing in the Rain: Lessons Learned on my Personal Journey with PD (more at www.PDPlan4Life.com) Copyright 2013-18 Sheryl Jedlinski
I have been waiting so long for my knee replacement that it seemed anti-climatic when the day finally arrived. My surgery was scheduled for 8:45 .m. and we were to check-in at the hospital at 615 a.m. The surgery would take 85 minutes… not 84.10 or 85.5, but 85. I had this vision of my nurses in the operating room handing my surgeon instruments with one hand and clicking stopwatches with the other. I was to go home the very same day, assuming I showed the physical therapist that I could walk up and down a few stairs and walk the corridor unassisted.
Friends and family alike said they had never heard of such a thing, not even with the newer minimally invasive surgical techniques. They told me not to be disappointed or see it as a failure if I had to spend a night or two at the hospital, especially since I have Parkinson’s disease. Who did they think they were talking to? I was not about to have my name inscribed in the book of underachievers.
In the end, there was nothing to worry about. I was discharged at 2 p.m., just a hair under eight hours after I checked in. It was drive by surgery. I couldn’t help but wonder why anyone would spend millions of dollars building this state-of-the-art hospital, when the goal seemed to be that as few patients as possible spend the night there.