Wooo, what a rush! Going to the OS for the last time
EVERS was like my college graduation, a mix of celebration and surprising regrets. (My OS is a really nice guy and I'll probably never see him again!
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This won't be nearly as amusing as
@Klassy's amazing writeup, but here goes. First off, they blew a few roentgens thru me to make pretty pictures of my innards, which formed the basis for the first question:
Q1: are my legs equal length? They don't feel equal length! Am I delusional?
Answer: Yes, I am delusional, as indicated by the just-shot x-rays. Apparently my hips were so locked up and restricted by bone spurs that a lot of the muscles in my pelvis have had nothing to do for years but pound brewskis and play cards. My OS said once patients return to non-restricted activity, that whole leg length thing usually goes slam away.
Q2: What about the Baker's Cyst thing? Is this a harbinger of knee problem? Should I exercise gingerly, like my knees are made of unfired ceramics?
Answer: Not really. My knee's not that munged up, so it's probably gonna be okay in the long run. Advice is to keep moving, and it'll work itself out.
Q3: Ceramic or polyethylene? (I gritted my teeth and waited to hear polyethylene.)
Answer: Ceramic.
I explained that my interest was really trivial, and that I was chuffed to bits at having a boss looking purple ball in my socket!
"Purple?" he said. "It's not purple. It's pink."
Whuuuu...?
So I looked it up again online. Could this be interpreted as pink? Yea, thinkest I.
But wait! There's more! This evening while watching the tube I crossed my right leg over my left knee! Unheard of! I haven't been able to do this in 10 years! I am ... verklempt...!
If we don't all die, 2019 could be a very good year!