Saturday, December 14, 2013
I had my bursa injected 2 days ago. It was ultrasound guided and scheduled as a possible aspiration of the swelling in my leg. Fortunately of unfortunately (not sure which) there is no clear defined pocket of fluid but rather it is dispersed interstitially and could not be removed. I am going to speak to my PT about it and maybe start to wear compression shorts to reduce it. I was in a ton of pain yesterday, today was better. I am cautiously optimistic bc my last few cortisone injections have started like this and then been horrible for 2 weeks before subsiding again and kicking in. Unfortunately I am so busy for the next few weeks and can't really take it easy until we go on vacation for the kids holiday break. I will try to write an update soon.
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Today marks one year since my open dislocation surgery. When I think back on the year I am overcome with so many emotions. Anger, sadness, pain, embarrassment, devastation, accomplishment, happiness and so much more. It had been one hell of a ride and as I write this I have tears in my eyes, tears of happiness and tears of sadness. Happiness for all I have overcome and for how far I have made it, sadness for all I endured and had to give up, what my family went through and just plain self pity. When I think of where I was exactly one year ago today, I cry. Fresh 9" incision, newly healing femur fracture, cadaver labrum incorporating once again, IV line, spinal, catheter, and probably the worst pain I have ever been in in my entire life, and a lot more than I probably remember. And now I think of where I am today, and I am crying as well. At one year postop (with a gluteus medius repair 6 months ago) I am making slow progress, but I still need my crutch at some point of every day. I still deal with pretty severe pain in my greater trochanter as glute at times. I still have to ice. I still can't function like most people do. I can't run off to the supermarket if I need a few things, I can't spend the day in the mall, I can't take my kids ice skating, or play soccer with them. I still need daily meds. This surgery was supposed to give me back my life, but it is happening on my body's timeline, which is quite slow. I want my life back, the way it was in October of 2006. That is just before I started my hip journey/ nightmare. My kids don't know what life is like when I don't have hip pain. L was 2 when it started and Jk was one. Z came a long in the middle of it all. He is almost 5 now. L is almost 10 and Jk is 8. I hope and pray that this coming year will bring me back to where I was at that point, no pain and able to be a mother to the fullest degree.