I know you guys see the moments like this; when Im out, looking happy and think every thing looks fine. It is. For about 30 minutes . Then the symptoms, pain set in. They render me motionless but i rest and do it again. Hopefully today, when I looked into her eyes, my soul spoke. Because god knows, I dont have much strength. What I do have I will use every moment trying to smile, talk to friends and seeking over all knowledge and perspective. Truth.
The appointment went well. As well as it could of Im guessing. Besides the imaging that is going out already; that which all ready have referrals for , she ordered a more specific MRI of the actual ball and socket of the joint. I sowed her the embarrassing video. Its like these doctors are so afraid to see. They dont want to touch people today so I showed her.
Ill spare you just imagine a hamstring hanging off a leg amongst other shit. My point is the doctors almost want to be blissfully ignorant. They dont want to help till the very end. Till your at your witz end. Until they see you break. How much will it take, how much will it take? For her to break? Here's hoping the imaging can see what every other person and a PT already can visually see... at this point. Ill need a hip replaced.
The appointment went well, Im happy somewhat. I just feel like its never going to end. Tomorrowis the test for my blood clot behind the knee. Lots and lots of shit. Im just so tired. Ill be resting more. Soon Liz will be back at work and It will just be me. I need my energy for me. So content will slow down. But dont worry. On those good days, the days after I rest and get out. Ill have something good to say, something pretty to show you. Until then
