Howdy y'all! My name is Kelly, I've sporadically posted here before, with long gaps in between. So a quicky bio on me: I am a 38 year old - about to turn 39 in a few weeks - woman with four fur babies and random foster fur babies. I am a disabled veteran - Army medic hooah! - because of my service, I need both of my hips replaced. I have been diagnosed with protrusio acetaboli (Otto pelvis from now on since it's easier to remember) and class/grade (whatever the term is) III arthritis in both hips. The assumption is that I had some sort of hip defect when I joined the Army. It makes sense, even though I never once had any issues with my hips before the military (and my parents, as RNs, were unaware of any issues with my hips when I was a child), I started having pain in my hips 4-5 weeks into boot camp. The US Army wants people who can push through the pain and get the mission done. I spent the next 4 years running, ruck marching, and jumping out of helicopters, ignoring the pain - until one 12 mile road march where my right leg went completely numb. That's when I knew I had to get out, I wouldn't be any good to my patients if I couldn't physically handle the mission. For the first few years after I got out the pain drastically decreased, I felt almost 'normal'. I was taking Tae Kwon Do, boxing lessons, I walked 4-5 miles a day...then the pain slowly increased. Now I'm in pain all the time and can barely do anything. Okay, so that wasn't a quicky bio, I'm a talker! I'm usually more amusing (at least in my head), but I'm having a woe is me moment and sucking all of you into it! Enjoy the ride, the long, long ride. All of that was to give you a background on my post title. Because my hip issues are directly related to the military (who knows if I would be at this point ever without the Army), the VA takes full responsibility for them. Which means, in order to get them to pay for the care, they have to be the ones in charge of the care. If I get care for them elsewhere, it's on my own dime AND I lose a big part of my benefits. If something goes wrong, the VA won't take me back - it would be fun to tell the government, "just kidding!" on somethings, wouldn't it? The VA thinks I am, "too young" for a hip replacement. They want me to wait until I'm in my early to mid 50's. About a year and a half ago my ortho surgeon at the VA approved me to get arthroscopic surgery on my right hip. The VA doesn't do that surgery here, so he sent me to see civilian doctors for it. The second ortho surgeon (my VA surgeon being the first) told me that, no, I don't have Otto pelvis nor do I have arthritis, I have impingement and a labral tear. He said he doesn't do the arthroscopic surgery, after he told me that I shouldn't be in the pain I'm claiming and that I should get a job, he sent me to another ortho surgeon. Enter surgeon #3. This guy was awesome! I wish all doctors were like him, he was extremely empathic, I felt heard about my hips for the first time with him (after fighting the VA for 14 years to even get them to acknowledge I had a hip issue, oi vey!). He told me, no, you don't have impingement nor do you have a labral tear. You have Otto pelvis and class/grade III arthritis. He told me that arthroscopic surgery won't help me. That I needed a total hip replacement. He didn't do those, so he sent me on to the next ortho surgeon (I go through surgeons faster than someone with a cold goes through tissues!). Ortho surgeon #4 was HORRIBLE. He told me that there is absolutely nothing wrong with me, it's all in my head, that I need to get a job. He even told me that the VA has been placating me, that there is nothing wrong. At one point I flat out asked him why he was so adversarial to me. When I walked out of there I was crying rage tears. After all of that, I ended up with my original VA surgeon who pretty much said, "oh well!" So now I go to acupuncture. I guess it's a compromise? Although, I'm getting close to my total allotted number of visits for that, so those might be gone, soon, too! What? You mean, I STILL haven't gotten to what the title of my post means? Did I mention I talk a lot? Okay, if you've gone this far, you deserve to know by now. I'm envious of all of you who are able to get your hips replaced. I'm envious that you will be able to get back to your life again. I'm envious that you will be able to go for a walk. I'm envious you will be able to clean your house without pain. I'm envious that you will be able to sleep at night without pain. I'm envious you're getting it now and I have to wait 15 or so years. I'm envious that you all have lives you will get back to, I have been a shut in for about 5 years now because of my hips. Told you I'd get to it, I didn't say it would be very good! Now I'm verklempt and dehydrated (can't have a woe is me party without crying!) I'm going to go get some iced tea, talk amongst yourselves. Topic, my pity party of one.