As you can tell I had been crying before I took this picture.
Friday was... How do you say a very emotional day for me? My emotions was everywhere. We went to the orthopedic doctor to get the results of my X-rays that I got the Thursday of last week. Obviously because of the way it sits I knew that there was something wrong with it but I never expected it to be as bad as a broken hip. Yeah, okay a dislocated hip sure.
When the X-ray technician told us that the hip was broken I immediately started to cry because I know that more than likely I'd need surgery to repair the broken parts and possibly more if there was more damage. Great, just what I need is surgery! I have been through so much in the last few months that I am becoming overwhelmed. So much darkness has surrounded my family and myself in this year already. I'm starting to feel like what else can go wrong?
So we fill out paperwork while we wait for the nurse to come call us into the back, most of the questions had nothing to do with my hips. We giggle at each other as we complete the paperwork. Laughter is the best medicine. When we get to the back the lady takes my blood pressure which is 86/64 or something close to that. This is my normal blood pressure whether or not anyone actually knows this. Everyone usually freaks out when my blood pressure reads so low but that's normal for someone with my injury. Don't ask me why!
Once the doctor comes in I got real quiet hoping for some very good news. (Like 'all you need is to be popped back in place and you're good to go') Well that doesn't happen. He said at this point in time there's nothing that he can do, there's no longer a ball on my femur and the socket has also been rubbed away. Even if he put the hip back where it's supposed to go it wouldn't stay there. More than likely I broke my hip in my accident and they were trying to keep me alive so they didn't worry about the fracture in my hip. I don't know this for sure but now I'll be requesting my medical records to find out.
When ever I dislocated my hip the two bones rubbed together over the years and worn off the ball and socket. He said since I'll be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life that there's nothing to do. Why replace the hip when I'm not walking on it? He sees me as being in a wheelchair for the rest of my life and we see me having the possibility of walking again. He said that he could in and cut the top of the femur off so that my legs with spread open. I don't like either options. He said that I can stand on my hip with no problems since I can't feel it anyway but something just didn't sit right with me. Why should I stand on my hip like it is? I would think that it would cause more problems and damage in the long run.
I have contacted a couple hip orthopedic specialists to get other opinions and hopefully soon will see what they say.
When the X-ray technician told us that the hip was broken I immediately started to cry because I know that more than likely I'd need surgery to repair the broken parts and possibly more if there was more damage. Great, just what I need is surgery! I have been through so much in the last few months that I am becoming overwhelmed. So much darkness has surrounded my family and myself in this year already. I'm starting to feel like what else can go wrong?
So we fill out paperwork while we wait for the nurse to come call us into the back, most of the questions had nothing to do with my hips. We giggle at each other as we complete the paperwork. Laughter is the best medicine. When we get to the back the lady takes my blood pressure which is 86/64 or something close to that. This is my normal blood pressure whether or not anyone actually knows this. Everyone usually freaks out when my blood pressure reads so low but that's normal for someone with my injury. Don't ask me why!
Once the doctor comes in I got real quiet hoping for some very good news. (Like 'all you need is to be popped back in place and you're good to go') Well that doesn't happen. He said at this point in time there's nothing that he can do, there's no longer a ball on my femur and the socket has also been rubbed away. Even if he put the hip back where it's supposed to go it wouldn't stay there. More than likely I broke my hip in my accident and they were trying to keep me alive so they didn't worry about the fracture in my hip. I don't know this for sure but now I'll be requesting my medical records to find out.
When ever I dislocated my hip the two bones rubbed together over the years and worn off the ball and socket. He said since I'll be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life that there's nothing to do. Why replace the hip when I'm not walking on it? He sees me as being in a wheelchair for the rest of my life and we see me having the possibility of walking again. He said that he could in and cut the top of the femur off so that my legs with spread open. I don't like either options. He said that I can stand on my hip with no problems since I can't feel it anyway but something just didn't sit right with me. Why should I stand on my hip like it is? I would think that it would cause more problems and damage in the long run.
I have contacted a couple hip orthopedic specialists to get other opinions and hopefully soon will see what they say.
The left side image is of a normal hip while the one in the middle is my hip. As you can tell these something seriously wrong with my hip. The image on the right is how my hip sits when I'm laid straight on the mat at therapy.
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