I recently had hip replacement surgery. The experience was positive in many ways. I learned things about myself, some of which I would rather not have known. As a social worker in the JF&CS Mental Health clinic for almost nine years, I have been helping others. With my operation, the tables were turned.
I had to learn to be dependent in a way that was unusual for me. When I went to rehab, I was determined to work hard in therapy and to leave as soon as possible. I was not interested in socializing and certainly not in Bingo. I ate in my room until I was coaxed by an insistent Activities Director to attend a Chinese New Year celebration. It was fun, but I remained by myself. I did not identify as a patient.
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