23 days until surgery

This is my first entry in my blog following my experience of having a calcaneal osteotomy and tendon restructure on my right leg. Aren't you excited!

My surgery is booked for the 3rd of July and for someone living in New Zealand that is pretty near perfect time. It's during winter so the beautiful weather won't be mocking me and I can wear track pants without shame. It's also nearly the school holidays so I won't have to figure out how to get my son to school for two and a half weeks since I'll be in hospital for the last two days of term and the following two weeks are the winter holidays.

I've been doing the usual blog surfing trying to establish what it will be like post-surgery. I'm thinking painful. The medical officer who gave me the documents and lab forms for my operation told me in no uncertain terms that my hip replacement for poor manufacture was a walk in the park compared to this surgery. He gleefully told me that his mother had had a similar surgery last year and was just starting to come right six months later.

My plan is to research and organise and record what I'm doing pre-op here. I'll pop in links to useful sites and bits and pieces about ideas and equipment that might help me. Then of course once I've had the operation I'll totally slag off my idealism and say I should have just bought lots of XL track pants and three months supply of chocolate because I'm going to become one with the bed.

So at this point when everything is sparkly and exciting rather than terrifying what are my worries?

• Who is going to walk my dog? I have plenty of able bodied souls but it can be like trying to use an XBox one to turn the TV on convincing them to actually do it. You know "XBox, turn on TV" said in normal voice. ""XBox, turn on TV" said in deeper voice, "XBox, turn on TV" said in creepy old man voice, "XBox, turn on TV" screamed at Xbox at the top of your lungs. It usually results in you saying I'll just do it myself but that is unlikely to be feasible with the dog.

•  How am I going to cope with my coffee and tea addict? No jumping up and grabbing a cup when I want one.
• There are stairs into the house, there are stairs between levels of the house. Am I going to have to make a choice about where I set up camp and remain there for my whole bed bound period.
• How am I going to move around? The doctors suggested a knee scooter
  
  . I don't think it would be practical in our house, I'd never be able to get it out of the house - remember those stairs! Once they're vanquished I either manhandle it into the car or climb a driveway that challenges many people with its steepness. 
  
  
  I'm wondering about the iwalk 2.0 - a knee crutch so your hands are free. Of course I'm probably unlikely to even want to move at all and my trusty elbow crutches will be sufficient to transport me from bed to bathroom and back.

I guess I'll just have to cogitate for a bit and then decide what to do. Hiring isn't cheap and I don't want to be throwing away money on something that becomes a glorified clothes rack.