It's always something...
Well, Rita passed us by... thank God. I don't know if I could have handled the devestation.
So... a new week, a new challenge.
Anthony, my boyfriend, has been in hospital for two days now. After suffering from severe hip pain for some time, he was finally diagnosed as suffering from avascular necrosis, a.k.a. osteonecrosis. A nasty condition, this. The healthy blood vessels that supply oxygen and nutrients to the bone simply die off, resulting in the death of the involved bone tissue. Fortunately, there is a treatment. A rather severe one, but hey...
So, Ants has had a full hip replacement. He went into surgery Tuesday morning and all went well. His left hip is now a nice alumina-silicate-ceramic prosthesis. After recovery, he'll have full use of his hip and leg again... just in time to go through the same procedure a second time... this one for the right hip. Poor bugger.
So. As you might imagine, I've been a basket case. It's no fun watching someone you love go through such hell. As much as it pains him, and as much as he's going through... it's a bitch to be there, seeing it all, powerless to do anything more than hold his hand and tell him "I love you". Maybe, though, that's enough. It has to be... and in the end, it's what will see us both through this.
Keeping things in perspective, I know I've got the easy side of this one. I'm not the one who has had my hip cut open, violated, sewn shut, etc. I can't even begin to imagine... at least he has his morphine PCA. Me... I've fallen off the wagon and become a caffeine junkie again.
Anyway...
I'm dead tired and, God knows, I'm probly babbling at this point...
A few last words before I go back to the room and crash out for a few hours.
I want to thank, from the bottom of my heart, a friend who has gone to great lengths over the past few days. He's not only helped me and Ants with rides to the doctor and hospital... he's also managed to keep me sane and from becoming a total nutter while going through all of this. To Jeff, thank you. You've been a good friend, especially these last few days. Thank you so much.
K.
I've said enough for now. I'm gonna wander in to the hospital, load up on some melatonin and go count sheep.
So... a new week, a new challenge.
Anthony, my boyfriend, has been in hospital for two days now. After suffering from severe hip pain for some time, he was finally diagnosed as suffering from avascular necrosis, a.k.a. osteonecrosis. A nasty condition, this. The healthy blood vessels that supply oxygen and nutrients to the bone simply die off, resulting in the death of the involved bone tissue. Fortunately, there is a treatment. A rather severe one, but hey...
So, Ants has had a full hip replacement. He went into surgery Tuesday morning and all went well. His left hip is now a nice alumina-silicate-ceramic prosthesis. After recovery, he'll have full use of his hip and leg again... just in time to go through the same procedure a second time... this one for the right hip. Poor bugger.
So. As you might imagine, I've been a basket case. It's no fun watching someone you love go through such hell. As much as it pains him, and as much as he's going through... it's a bitch to be there, seeing it all, powerless to do anything more than hold his hand and tell him "I love you". Maybe, though, that's enough. It has to be... and in the end, it's what will see us both through this.
Keeping things in perspective, I know I've got the easy side of this one. I'm not the one who has had my hip cut open, violated, sewn shut, etc. I can't even begin to imagine... at least he has his morphine PCA. Me... I've fallen off the wagon and become a caffeine junkie again.
Anyway...
I'm dead tired and, God knows, I'm probly babbling at this point...
A few last words before I go back to the room and crash out for a few hours.
I want to thank, from the bottom of my heart, a friend who has gone to great lengths over the past few days. He's not only helped me and Ants with rides to the doctor and hospital... he's also managed to keep me sane and from becoming a total nutter while going through all of this. To Jeff, thank you. You've been a good friend, especially these last few days. Thank you so much.
K.
I've said enough for now. I'm gonna wander in to the hospital, load up on some melatonin and go count sheep.