I knew therapy wasn't going to be a walk in the park; I had been warned. I also know that if you don't do the therapy, the artificial knee will never do the job it's supposed to do. So, five times a day, I deliberately hurt myself. At first I timed the hydrocodone in such a way that it helped me through, although I will tell you that therapy was far from pain-free even with such help. Now I've really let up on the pain meds; most of the time I only take one every six hours. However, when I get a call from the therapist notifying me he (or she) is coming, I take an extra one. Those therapists are heartless!
Since I have to go through this routine five times daily, I usually get started early, sometimes by five A.M. I'm a morning person. I always hope to have done all five sessions by 2 P.M., and what a relief it is to have that chore done for the day.
Cliff and I figure this artificial knee must really be strong, to be able to take all this punishment!