The news from Wasington is a crazy thing — both in its substance and its effect on me. I can get all riled up and there’s NOTHING I can do to change anything. Monday was a cacophany of noise in my head between the shut-down gubmint and my shut-down hip. I think when a person retires it shouldn’t mean you leave your job. It should mean you no longer have to put up with ambient bullshit.
Like that’s going to happen.
I contacted a doc yesterday via email so I could fully introduce myself without the visual image of the little white-haired lady hobbling into the examination room and sitting like a lump in a chair. He has been highly recommended by a blogging pal and an old high school friend whose hip he replaced last year. He’s kind of far away, but I guess I can work that out. Before that I rearranged the living room, cleaned the bathroom and rode the bike to nowhere 10 miles or so.
Naturally my hip is the dominant issue right now. I know that when I get that settled and scheduled, I’ll feel better.
One thing that’s been interesting as I’ve “shopped online” for a doctor is that in the advertising in their websites there are videos of active old guys regaining their ability to climb 14000 foot peaks, ride centuries and hike in various locales. I have only seen ONE video of a woman athlete among these websites and she was playing golf. I also learned from the doc I visited last week that hip resurfacing — which I had 11 years ago on my right hip — is now performed more commonly in the US, but not on women. “A lot more problem with metal ions in women for some reason,” said the doc. Hip resurfacing uses all an all metal prosthesis. Hip replacement prostheses are made in several different ways — metal/metal, porcelain, plastic, lots of stuff. The big advantages to resurfacing are that the femur is not cut off and the size of the prostheses is closer to our natural parts — larger femoral head and acetabulum cup, reducing the chance for dislocation.
Why? I wondered. A little more research online showed me that there is also the belief that women’s bones are not as strong as mens — true, after menopause for most women, I guess. Perhaps the prostheses failed in some of the (relatively few) women who had resurfaced hips? I don’t know. I’m curious because I have one and — so far — it’s wonderful.