It's been one year since I travelled to New England Baptist Hospital in Boston to have my hip removed and replaced. I can honestly say with 100% certainty that it was the one of the best decisions I've ever made in my life. I finally feel free, in the absence of pain. I am forever… Continue reading One Year Later…!
2017 changed my life. I know that sounds cliché, and in any other context, a statement like that would most likely elicit an ::eye roll:: from me. But, it's true! If you're a reader of this blog, you know that my hip problems began with being diagnosed with Legg-Calvé-Perthes Disease as a child, and having… Continue reading A New Year, indeed.
Goodbye, little apple, with your ridges so worn Goodbye to your craters and edges Goodbye to the blemished, the bruised, and the scorned Goodbye to the old rotten benches Goodbye to the pain that mars every step Every bend, every sway, every turn The flaming hot lava that runs through your neck The catching, the… Continue reading Goodbye, Little Apple (a poem)
Alright friends, I have to admit, I've been holding out on you. I've been keeping this bit of juicy gossip under my hat for some time now, but I really can't keep a secret any longer. It's time for me to share some big big big big news... I'm having a hip replacement! In less… Continue reading A Shiny New Hip
I can't tell you how many times I've heard "you're too young to have hip problems!" in my life. People are so very predictable. I'm not sure where this notion originated that hip problems are only for the elderly. People can have all types of problems. We all have problems. Problems, problems, problems all day… Continue reading On Being an Adult with a “Childhood Disease”
It is currently 3am, and I've been lying in bed, unable to get back to sleep, for over an hour and a half. Around 1:30 I woke up with a seething, burning, throbbing pain in my left hip. I tried to adjust my position, but my hip was so stiff that moving it even an… Continue reading Thoughts at 3am, Awake with Pain
Of course, the casts didn't work. My hip never re-grew into a nice, smooth ball and socket, like the doctors intended. Even the leg braces they put me into after the casts didn't work. Those highly uncomfortable plastic and metal leg braces strapped around my thighs, which I wore faithfully for two years, which made… Continue reading I’m a little angry right now.