It's my own fault, really: in high school and college, playing sports, I treated my hips with very little respect. So they got beat up pretty bad one of them bad enough that the top of the femur looked like a chunk of rotten concrete.
Anyway, two days ago it got replaced. They manage to do it these days without cutting any muscle or ligaments, which means it will heal faster, but it still hurts like crazy because they twist the leg here and there to get at the end and at the hip bone.
So the pain now is a more familiar pain, like from really over-used and abused muscles. That's a much friendlier pain than the sharp jabs and electrical-shock-like things from the hip before it was fixed. It's also better because the pain is in the one place instead of all up and down my leg and even into the other one.
Bammer keeps checking on me and stays really close. He keeps wanting to curl up against me -- right on the hip! but the surgery area is supposed to have ice, not warm dog.
And it's about time for another ice treatment, so off I go at about 0.5 m.p.h.