![[POEM] Okey dokey...I wrote a little "hip op" poem today LOL My Hip OpAfter many years of stiffness and pain, Of feelin...](https://img5.glartent.com/347/866/1610929033478669.jpg)
13/03/2026
[POEM] Okey dokey...I wrote a little "hip op" poem today LOL
My Hip Op
After many years of stiffness and pain,
Of feeling foreshortened, walking with unusual gait,
having to sit mid walk and wait for relief
I accepted the suggestion of a new hip
Now I have a catalogue of artificial bits
Bone plug, Femoral Head, and Bone Screws
All wrapped and secured in Bone Cement
To add to the old dental surgery - titanium screws in my chin
The “hip op” was a success, at least I seem to be on the mend
But there are several things I cannot do, like twist or bend, or run a race
and right now, I suck at s*x
Glad it’s day 11 and the pain is mostly a soft throb
I carry like a slumbering child I don’t want to wake
On the first night, a nurse asked if I’d expected so much pain
NO! It was almost more than I could bear. Definitely 11 out of 10
A result perhaps of bone spurs the surgeon had to chisel off
Before he could cut away the cranky old joint and do his thing
But each day, with the aid of painkillers, ice and a little wine
I’m feeling better and doing fine, learning ways to sit and move
That don’t hit too hard and ring the bell of pain
I worship the walker, pick up stick and pouches of ice gel
and my husband who keeps me sane
as I lumber though each day, on a mantra of how good it will eventually be
Not yet in the heavenly realms of full recovery
but trusting the walking stick to support me
up the slow stairs out of Hell.
Deb Stewart
