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.
ReplyDelete