Yesterday I was going to go about my everyday routine... cooking, doing laundry, washing dishes... until a nurse called from the surgery center where I had the orthroscopy done. She seemed disappointed that I had no pain, had slept well the preceeding night, and didn't have any stomach upset. Anyhow, she cautioned be about being up and around too much, and told me I must keep the leg elevated as much as possible, and keep an ice pack on it to reduce swelling. The written instructions they sent home with me seemed to insinuate that the ice pack was only in case of swelling and pain, so I guess it's a good thing she called, or I'd have done too much.
As far as pain goes, I'm almost afraid to hope that this will last: I'm as pain-free as I've been in months. I don't have to put a pillow under my knee when I sleep, and I can sit down without hanging onto something and bracing for the pain that was inevitable, every time I bent my knee. Maybe, after all, I will be able to finish another couple of years at work before I retire.
I took this picture from Blue's back, on Sunday's ride: I pity him because he has no horse companions; so when we ride through the countryside, any time we see another horse, I let him touch noses with them and sniff them. There's often a bit of squealing and snorting that goes along with this, and sometimes some nipping...it's mostly idle threats, not actual biting. Horses like to bluff and show off for one another.