I’m not even going to try to do a fancy introduction, but I’m just going to jump right in to what happened at my appointment today. I’ve been crying pretty much continuously since about 5 o’clock, so here we go.
Well, after viewing the MRI, my body is indeed rejecting the calcium phosphate put into my bone for my bone bruise/stress fracture. It’s now pushing against my bone and the end of my bone is about an egg-shell width away from cracking completely.
So, I have to get a bone graft put in place of the calcium phosphate. The bad news… Not only is my knee covered in markings, but this one requires a HUGE gash in the side of my knee. Calm me vain, but I really did not want a huge scar on my knee – more than I already do anyway. The worse news is the fact I’m going to have to be on crutches for four weeks after the surgery so the bone settles in and hardens. Awful. Do you know what you can do on crutches? Close to nothing. I can’t even carry food or coffee back and forth from my kitchen. Ooof.
I’m not sure if this is the worst part about all of this or not… But my left knee is still pinching due to plica inflammation. My surgeon believes this is what caused my bone bruise in my other knee because the inflammed tissue kept flicking over and over and over on my bone. I’m a mess because it’s not going away… So after 6 weeks of sitting around, I’ll eventually have to get another surgery and be down for another 4-6 weeks. Then, it’s a new school year and I’m down for the count. Can I say fuck here? Okay, good. FUCK.
Positives? Ughhhh, I have a hard time typing them out without gritting my teeth. There are positives but it’s hard to even accept them over the negatives. The main positive is this may be the answer. And I’m hoping with my fingers and toes crossed… This one is the end. Meanwhile, I’m always hoping my left knee decides to just not be mad one day. Pretty please?
PLEASE PRAY FOR ME. I’m not usually religious or spiritual, but I really need it right now. I need it more than anything.
Actually, what I really need to do is hire a really good-looking guy to give me hugs 24/7.
Yeahhhh, this would definitely help a little 😉