As the weeks have blurred into months, I can only really say one thing. Recovering from lateral release surgery – even if you’re a young(ish)and relatively fit thing – is not a quick, easy or short road.
I was saying to Dave that if I’d known I still wouldn’t be capable of walking long distances or riding my motorbike THREE WHOLE MONTHS later, I would’ve thought twice about going under the knife. The trouble was, I didn’t know they were going to do this surgery. I didn’t even know this operation existed till after I came around from the anaesthetic. And, if I’m honest, my ability to walk any kind of distance was deteriorating, so it’s highly likely that even if I hadn’t had the arthroscopy, I would have been hobbling about and struggling anyway. Still, to say I’m frustrated with my slow progress is an understatement.