Last week I had a Dr. appointment on Monday with
an orthopedic surgeon to find out about getting a pin
in my leg. But, he was a spine Dr. not a hip Dr.
He told me, at first, that I needed to be using a walker or
crutches. By the end of the appointment, however, we'd
worked it down to a cane. I was also scheduled for another
appointment on last Thursday to see a hip Dr.
At that appointment I found out: I have to use a walker,
I'm not supposed to put weight on that leg, he said to
walk as little as possible, the tumor has
eaten 75% of the top of the leg bone and it breaking is just
a matter of when. They wouldn't let me walk out of the
office I had to ride in a wheelchair. I also found out the last Dr. doesn't do
surgery on patients with cancer, it requires a specialist, so today
I have another appointment with that Dr.
When I found out I had to have a walker I asked Chuck
to call his mom. His sister was able to get a walker and a wheelchair
for me to use. What a blessing.
Saturday, Chuck took me to a small art festival in Winter Springs.
He made me use the wheelchair. I have to say it was very relaxing for
me but a lot of work for him (there were a couple of hills).
This was the best show I've been to in a while. It wasn't huge
but the art was good which I wasn't expecting. I thought it would
be more crafts because it was a smaller show. This first photo is for
"Tricia" I know how much you love clowns.
I feel loved.
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