SI Joint Surgery :: Week Ten

Sorry it’s been so long since I’ve touched base. Now I understand when people say that the folks who get their SI Joints fixed are busy living their lives! I am 10.5 weeks post op and am feeling good enough to take on my life again. I am still not 100% pain free, but I can say without hesitation that my worst day post-op is better than my best day pre-op.


I am on week three of physical therapy. We’re mostly doing myofascial release and it helps tremendously. But there’s still lots of work left to do. You know when you’re at the grocery store and the cashier has to call for an override? The manager comes over, swipes her card or inserts her key, and types a bunch of stuff on the terminal. She is overriding the system. And that is precisely what I am trying to do with physical therapy. My musculoskeletal system has been rallying around my floppy SI joint for more than 30 years and for that reason it (my muscles/tendons/ligaments/bones) are pretty much on autopilot. What I mean is that my brain thinks the dysfunction that my unstable SI joint caused is “normal.” So it’s like the Energizer Bunny — it keeps going and going and going, thinking that it still needs to protect and compensate, even though the joint is now stable. I am trying to teach that old dog new tricks. And that’s a tricky thing.


Today I had a flare up, which I think mostly has to do with the weather. In other words, it wasn’t just my right hindquarter that felt inflamed. My hands have been hurting all day, particularly the joints where my thumbs meet my hands (I have autoimmune issues.) But I also feel like my pubic bone is a little off. One of the daily “exercises” my PT gave me was to put a ball between my knees (while lying on my back with my feet planted on the ground and knees pointing toward ceiling) and squeeze it. Sometimes there’s an audible “pop” and I feel an immediate sense of relief in my groin area. But other times it won’t give… even though it seems like that’s exactly what would correct the problem. When that happens, I feel a little bit twisted (but not nearly as much as I did pre-surgery.) I have a PT appointment tomorrow and am going to ask her about it.

Not a day goes by that I don’t think about all of you out there who are still plodding toward a solution. Don’t give up.