Except for the obvious fact that I don't have the use of my leg, there is one thing I miss most while being in recovery.
I miss the nights when I would wake up, notice I needed to use the restroom, and then stumble there in the dark, feeling my way there and back and then falling back to sleep with no trouble.
These days, when I wake up in the night (which is a lot) and notice I need to get up, it's a big production. The lights go on; I have to shake off the sleep so I can get lift my leg and myself out of bed. I reach for my crutches; they clang together. After I've woken a bit, I work myself to a standing position and then I'm off. By the time I return to bed and reverse the whole process, I'm too awake to fall asleep again.
Sigh. It makes me tired just thinking about it. Just not tired enough to fall back asleep.