Whining, as per my new normal.
As I posted several weeks ago, I have been having constant and significant pain in my hip and was told I have mild hip dysplasia.
After pushing (which for me is extremely unusual), I was able to move up the appointment originally scheduled for mid-January with the orthopedic specialist and got a MR arthrogram just before Christmas.
Once studied, it turns out I have a torn labrum, one of the tendons holding the femur in place is torn, there is cartilage damage, and "wear and tear" deterioration to the bone.
Honestly, I am quite relieved. At least this means I've not just been a whining drama queen these past few months.
That's the good news.
The bad news is that I'm having a terrible time getting an appointment to meet with the surgeon to review my options. Given that the orthopedic specialist is referring me to a surgeon is a pretty good clue as to what's next, but I would really like to get on with the next step (er, no pun intended). As I mentioned in my earlier post, I'm much crankier than I want to be and the Tramadol Darvocet Vicodin is not really providing any relief.
I'm hoping that the specialist and/or surgeon calls on Monday with an appointment scheduled for the near future; I am terrible at being assertive (much less aggressive)... but I'm uncomfortable enough that I'm willing to unleash the cranky on an innocent medical assistant and/or secretary. I will try not to cry, but that will be tougher to control.
Sorry for being crabby enough to share my whining with y'all. Thanks for listening. {{hugs}}
After pushing (which for me is extremely unusual), I was able to move up the appointment originally scheduled for mid-January with the orthopedic specialist and got a MR arthrogram just before Christmas.
Once studied, it turns out I have a torn labrum, one of the tendons holding the femur in place is torn, there is cartilage damage, and "wear and tear" deterioration to the bone.
Honestly, I am quite relieved. At least this means I've not just been a whining drama queen these past few months.
That's the good news.
The bad news is that I'm having a terrible time getting an appointment to meet with the surgeon to review my options. Given that the orthopedic specialist is referring me to a surgeon is a pretty good clue as to what's next, but I would really like to get on with the next step (er, no pun intended). As I mentioned in my earlier post, I'm much crankier than I want to be and the Tramadol Darvocet Vicodin is not really providing any relief.
I'm hoping that the specialist and/or surgeon calls on Monday with an appointment scheduled for the near future; I am terrible at being assertive (much less aggressive)... but I'm uncomfortable enough that I'm willing to unleash the cranky on an innocent medical assistant and/or secretary. I will try not to cry, but that will be tougher to control.
Sorry for being crabby enough to share my whining with y'all. Thanks for listening. {{hugs}}