This bleeping hip

I gave up complaining online about my hip because it sounds so repetitious and attention-seeking (in the wrong way), but I feel I *have* to document the last 24 hours. 

My hip has been aching, and in response I've unconsciously adjusted my walk to compensate, which in turn has thrown off my other leg, and my back, and my side . . . I woke up midway through the night, and again an hour after that, and after that, and after that. 

 My entire body aches. It's been miserable. I feel like I fell off a truck.

 Actual pics of me and my hip during this Polar Vortex.

Da Hip

I took a wrong step and my bad hip immediately sent a deep stabbing pain straight down my leg. The pain was so bad I literally screamed,  but worse yet whatever happened inside that socket rendered it unusable, and Parker had to help me to a chair.  The motion is back,  more or less,  but the pain continues churning at a (comparatively more comfortable) 7.5 out of 10. FML

Not feeling great today . .

God's recipe for my day: Find a large imaginary skewer, say the size of a curtain rod. Stab into the right hip. Apply pressure, pushing said skewer completely through the beltline and out the left hip. Attach marionette strings to both ends. Make Dan twist and screech in pain like Pinocchio set aflame. Occasionally ease up, then repeat.

An Update

My hip felt great for days, and in the absence of the pain I bust a$$ - two bike rides yesterday, including a long one with OJ, and I tackled starting to clean out the basement - but now the hip is killing me. I'll probably be crippled up for the start of my work week. Swell.

update: As predicted, the pain in the hip is intense and controlling my day. I wanted to go to the movies but don't think I can handle two hours in one spot. IDC. I'd rather climb the hill at Sheridan, ride my bike, and do whatever I like when the hip is good than live in fear of the mess it creates.

Preconception

Maybe it's just me, but when your hip surgeon greets you with "Hey Big Guy" (and this is BEFORE I removed my pants), then maybe his refusal to replace the bad hip is based on his preconception the pain is weight related and not on the facts. Especially since I've dropped 100 pounds since the accident.

A Good Day

Today is the first day in over a week the hip seems moderately normal. #KnockOnWood

:(

Saturday night I fell at work. All I had to do was step over a little obstacle, but alas the hip said no at that moment and I went straight to the ground instead. Ab-so-lutely humiliating.

:(

The hip went bad an hour ago. Crazy how quickly your body gets used to NOT being in pain. #unwelcomeReturn

The Return of the Hip

After a week of tranquility the hip roared back overnight. No sleep, an icepack , and a Sons of Anarchy marathon = my Sunday night. Feels better now, so we'll see.

A Procedure on the Hip

Having a procedure to reduce the hip pain

Update on the hip procedure: it was an X-ray guided cortisone shot into the ball of the joint, and I watched it live on a screen in front of me. Contrary to how it was advertised, it was painful as hell, but the local they gave me kicked in (after) and I enjoyed a blissful couple of hours with the hip of old. Now it's sore, but we'll see if things improve. September was more or less wiped out from the pain, and I'm looking forward to getting back to (my) normal.

TMI

Waiting on my doctor to call and schedule a guided cortisine shot into the ball of my hip. I can tolerate the pain and the limp, but when it starts to interfere with sex - that's a bridge too far.

An Update

See, b**ching on FB does some karmic good, even if it makes you look like a whiny little girl. My doctor rescheduled a surgery to make an appointment for me this afternoon (who are we kidding - the patient probably lost their insurance). Meanwhile the hip has eased up 20% on its own.

I'm Not Happy with my Dr

My hip doctor (*not his medical title) wants to see me as the hip has taken over my life this week,  but conveniently,  he only has appointments on Tuesday and Thursday during my class times.  Time for a new Doctor I think.

I've already gotten the name and number of a different doctor, btw. My current Doctor's great advice, as I'm on day three of not being able to bend or twist, or walk without looking like I just had a giant enema - go to the ER and ask for some stronger pain meds and we'll talk when I see you Tuesday, when you have to skip a class to see me. Well, by Tuesday this will either work itself out or I'll spend my savings on smack and not care. Either/or. So tomorrow I call for a new doctor.

Everything's Fine

I'm fighting a war on two fronts.  The hip has gone mad,  a mere day before a three mile charity walk,  and I've got a tooth that needs extraction. I've taken some pain pills but it tore my stomach up.   A real sticky wicket to start the weekend.

A Walk Interrupted

My hip was so bad last night I considered going to the ER, but I knew they wouldn't do anything. I was a cripple confined to the couch. Thankfully this morning it's back to normal. Criminey.

I went for a walk with LK to stretch out the hip. Made it 3/4th of a mile when it buckled and I had to call for a ride home. Not my proudest moment.

The hip went whacky at around six and I took a handful of Tylenol and went to bed.  A heck of a way to spend an evening off.

This Hip

I say this as neither an alibi or a plea for sympathy, but merely as a placeholder: this f'ing hip.

Hip Pain

On the good news front, my hip pain finally subsided. Sure, it was bad enough that I was covered in a cold sweat and literally puked, but hey, don't bother prescribing me pain pills. I'd like to know what doc is responsible for this opiod "epidemic" and sign up as a patient.

No sleep

I have yet to sleep, due in large part to the hip. It's not at its worst, it's just . . .ever present today.