Wow, surgery is quickly approaching and I can't put a stop on it....it IS going to happen SOON. Part of me is excited as I am certainly expecting this to be my last for a long while. Insert happy dance here! All accommodations and everything is set up now. All flights, car rental, condo are organized. As far as the insurance goes, I am paying just over $13,000 on the day of surgery and hopefully will get my surgery covered. The clinic has seen my insurance provider go both ways from not covering anything to covering everything. I will have to sign before surgery that I am willing to pay if the insurance company decides not to cover my surgery. I don't intend to go down without a fight if they deny my surgery. Who the heck has another $34,000 just sitting around to pay for a surgery. This insurance deal really makes the nervous. I have to remember though that there are always ways to make this work financially and that no matter what, having functional hips is worth it. I am hoping that this next surgery will allow me to get my life back, and one can't put a price on that. Plus I have the reassurance that in 2 years I will start to make ok money, and then after 3-5 more years I'll be making a sufficient amount of money. It will be okay.
Hipwise things are about the same and unchanged since last posting. I won't re-type everything. I do know that I need surgery though as this right side is feeling similar (but with more ROM) to how my left side was feeling in December prior to the first Dr. Philippon surgery. I hate that I know everything that is going to happen. I keep reliving my previous two surgeries with him, over and over. I mean it really isn't THAT terrible. I could handle it. January's surgery was brutal, but I got through that too. I think it's the whole: "let's pull you leg out of the socket and jab pencil-sized instruments into your hip where we are going to grind and stitch thing together"....it doesn't thrill me. The reason I am doing this is the get the eventual pain relief I anticipate, so that I can return back to medical school with two decent hips. That's quite exciting. I am ready to move on. I am sick and tired of being the "hip girl" :)