
Yesterday the hospital phoned to inform me that I had an appointment for my leg surgery next week. NEXT WEEK!!!! Last time I spoke to the lady at the waiting list office, she gave me the distinct impression that I would be lucky to have one in the next few months!
My stomach has been churning with the news. I needed some mindless sewing, so I made some more units for
Bonnie's mystery. When nervous thoughts crept back in, I put a block together.

Luckily DH was playing tennis so he didn't get his fingers in LOL.

I was hoping to get this mystery pieced before I go to the hospital next week, but I have a lot to do before Thursday (like stocking the freezer, spending time with the children, planning some small handwork, calming my nerves...)
Why the surgery?In 1997 I had a bicycle accident in Germany and broke my femur. This was pinned. Incorrectly.

After the pin was put in, I went back to see the surgeon and complained that I couldn't walk without extreme pain. He looked me over, took x-rays and then suggested we 'shorten the other leg'. Call me crazy, but I didn't think that was such a good idea! I asked for my x-rays and said I wanted a second opinion. He said I could get a second opinion, but that I could not have the x-rays.
The doctor I saw for the second opinion, referred me to the University hospital in Tuebingen, Germany. Six months later the pin was removed and corrective surgery was done on my knee to correct the angle of the leg.

18 months later this knee plate was removed and more corrective surgery was required to correct the length. Bone was taken from my hip and put into my femur to lengthen the leg.

Both corrective surgeries were the result of the first ridiculous operation.
When I went to see my second opinion doctor again after it had all been relatively corrected, I explained that I still had the plate in my hip, he said "No problem, just come in one morning, I'll take it out and you can go home in the afternoon". Call me crazy again, but no thanks! I wanted just a tiny bit of TLC with that. So I have had this plate in my hip for a while.
Had, I not had 2 children, I could easily have ignored the constant pain, the limp etc, but it's getting to the point that I fear I will struggle as a little old lady. Also, having 2 boys means Mummy should really be able to kick a football around.
So next week I go off to have the hip plate removed. Wish me luck, wish my boys luck (Granny is here for a few more days, but has only managed 4 nappies in the same amount of years LOL) and just keep on quilting!!!