not the good kind.
I've been avoiding this post for awhile. But, no matter how much I want it to be, procrastination isn't a virtue.
So I went to the doctor last week. I got the CT scan and the bone scan (no cancer, yay!) but I found the reason for my pain. The metal rod in my leg has slowly moved up into and through my remaining hip bone. To put it the way the doctor did, my leg has been sinking into the mud. To put it another way, my hip bone has been skewered/sandwiched between a metal rod and a fat guy.
So, on March 17, instead of getting drunk on green beer or flying to Texas which was what I wanted to do on spring break, (the Texas part. The green beer is a joke. So yeah)I'll be going under anesthesia and getting the last of my femur (the hip) replaced so my femur and knee will be ALL metal.
I'm naturally nervous about this, as I have a full time job, and am a full time student, and am trying to help as much as I can around the home (which isn't very much) and I hear that people who get hips replaced are away from work for weeks, which I just can't do. My teachers and employers are understanding, but understanding unfortunately doesn't translate to we'll give you all A's or we'll pay you anyway.
I think it's a sign of growing up (dangit) that I'm more worried about my school work and my work work than I'm worried about the pain or risk of anesthesia. Or it's pragmatism. Or denial.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it. I would really appreciate your prayers that I get better fast so I can get back to school and work and only lose money to the doctors, not from being out of work for several weeks.
*Also, my cane handle broke finally. Probably because a) it's about 12 years old b) I've gained weight since I used it last and c) I've been using it as more of a small crutch than a cane lately, so now I'm back to crutches until after the surgery, when I'll try to convince Tracie to let me get a sword cane.