Much like George McFly, my destiny is intertwined with my density. For me specifically, it's my bone density. Both surgeons have given me basically the same message: I am possibly a candidate for hip resurfacing. But I'd need to be prepared to wake up with a total hip replacement - it all depends on what they'd find when they got in there and got their hands on my femur - is it like a hardwood or a softwood? God forbid it's more like styrofoam, but Dr. Sparling says he's seen bones that porotic.
So on the drive home from Vancouver, my husband (that's Ted, for anyone who doesn't know) and I had a good talk, we Googled up a storm this morning looking at hip replacements, hip resurfacings, projected and actual outcomes and recommended activity restrictions. The longer I sat with it, the more I'd really like to try and get a resurfacing. In order to do that, I'll need to find a very skilled and experienced surgeon.
I would NOT have guessed that this is the route I'd be looking at. And frankly, even more surprising to me is that Ted is totally encouraging me to have my x-rays looked at by the top docs.
So, no plan yet. More information gathering to follow.
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