Oh The Drama!

Okay, so I haven't really felt like writing, but today I got just enough of a boost to do so.  I went from not walking, to having a walker to finally being on crutches today!!!!  Bit by bit my freedom is coming back.  I just can't wait to actually be able to drive myself and run around and do what I need to do!

So surgery was supposed to take 1.5 hours, but took 4 instead.  Turns out the MRI did not show everything that needed to be fixed.  The doctor found that my femoral head is cracked and damaged.  Bad news is that there is no technology or anything he could do to fix it.  So super glue, obviously is not a fix all (nice thought though, huh?).  Don't know how long that will last, he says only time will tell.  Ultimately, I might be looking at hip replacement sometime in the next 20 years - oh joy.  I wish I could have had that done now but he wouldn't because of my age.  WTF, I'm not getting any younger?  So next he found a huge chunk of bone (don't know where that was broken off from) floating in the hip socket.  The hunk of bone was damaging my other bones there by floating around and having a ball.  It was also part of the cause of 3/4 of the cartiledge being torn.  That didn't show on the MRI either.  So surprise doc!  I like to keep things interesting, what can I say?

Anyway, after surgery was over I got sooooo sick from the anesthesia.  They even had to kick my dad out of the room.  That was pleasant...and get this, they still had the balls to send me home THAT SAME NIGHT at 11:30 pm!!!!  Needless to say, I woke up two days later with a 103 degree fever and ended back up at the hip doc.  No infection in the hip, but I had a nice doozy in my lungs. 

Well, now it's 3 weeks later, lots of physical therapy appointments with a cute therapist (yay!).  I get my butt pinched, my crotch massaged (okay, the groin muscle, but hey?  I'll take what I can get) and it's all good.  (So glad I have a male therapist!)  I do have to say though the first time the therapist grabbed my butt I was totally not expecting it and nearly flew off the table.  My face was sooooo red.  He turned away to try to calm my embarrassment.  Therapy is going well though.  Today I got off the walker (thank God!) and onto crutches.  I also did a mile and a half on the bike - no resistance, but just biking at level 1.  I know it doesn't seem like a lot, but it is a lot of progress in 3 weeks when I think about not having been able to walk. 

Two more weeks and I get to mosey my way back into the office.  At the risk of sounding like I'm 5, I don't wannnnnaaaaa go!!!!!!!!!!!!  I like, no I love working from home.  Oh well, I guess I can't have everything.  I am just grateful that I've gotten to work from home and still get my paycheck - woo hoo!

So what's next?  Well, the pleasant big old needle stick on my left hip and an MRI.  I am dreading it.  I wonder if I could take some left over pain pills to get me through that one?  LOL.  I also have an appointment with a knee doc in two weeks because I am pretty sure I have a torn miniscus in both my knees.  Can you imagine?  Two hips and two knees?  Just call me the bionic woman.  Ha, ha, I know, soooo not funny!  But while I seem to be on a roll I might as well get fixed up.  I mean I hate to give up my guy magnet walker...it's just sooo sexy!