Hello good people. It's been awhile since I last posted as I took a path - the wrong path with the wrong people and now it's all come tumbling down on my head.
To recap in Aug2014, I had a TKR which subsequently went wrong resulting in an MUA a few months ago. That worked up to a point and after hydro and physio I actually got a bend of 80 which with hard work. I twice got to 90 - do not poo that as that took some doing!
My old friends, and the redoubtable Josephine, will recall I also had a massive lump in my groin a lipoma which needed to come out.
Now for the up-date bit which I need help and advice with much more than sympathy. Be warned it's an even more horrible nightmare.
Two weeks ago after tests and on site examinations of my left leg I was given an admittance date to hospital in Birmingham to have my lump removed. To my delight the doctors also agreed, without me asking, to do a further MUA on my still stiff and painful knee. I went in on Wed 4th Nov had both ops on the 5th Nov. I was put on a CPM machine and attached to my own epidural pack keeping my lower half numb. I was taken off the machine by two night male nurses to give my leg a rest. To cut a long story short, the next 4 days I was tended by nurses and people trying to get me to bend my knee. I howled in pain for 2 days frightening the whole ward and scaring off any one trying to help. I'd try to stand up, I did try to bend my knee but I was in so much pain they decided to xray my knee again as wouldn't let anyone touch it.
My surgeon, who had told me it was a complete success, was puzzled and worried. I had reservations about him as he was very very young and bizarrely fist-pumped me after I'd come to in post op room.
The xray showed not one but two fractures in my knee, which at least reassured the staff that I was a patient in agony and not a bullying oaf.
When he came to tell me my knee had 2 broken bones in it, he revealed that as I'd told him my old surgeon got me to 100 degrees during MUA, he had managed to get me to 115. He hugged me and began to cry as I was howling because I'd thought I had cancer inside my knee I was promptly taken to the plaster room where I was encased in a full cast on my leg. They knocked me out for this but on awakening the new doctor told me he thinks I was lucky as he managed to align all the bones during this time and there's a good chance in 6 weeks when the cast is removed that'll be good to bend.
The professor in charge of my case who examined me has given me two options:
Option one, the cast comes off in 6 weeks. If it's fine everything has worked and you will be great.
Option two, the cast comes off it hasn't worked. I bring you back in open your knee put a bigger knee in and see what happens????
Needless to say I'm furious and beyond sad last 14 months rehab hydro, physio and everything is all gone and means nothing. I'm desolate. What do I do now, my friends and how do I do it? I so wanna take action about my knee. I feel now I'm crippled for life.