You find the strength!


Keep going. Two simple words with so much meaning.

I had my follow-up appointment with my orthopedic surgeon and the x-rays looked fine. The hip is still in place! That’s the good news. The disappointing and discouraging news is that I will be discharged from physical therapy as I am limited in what I can do while in this abduction brace.

My physical therapy is now limited to weight-bearing, ankle pumps, standing at a counter while shifting my weight and isometric exercises. Isometric exercises consist of squeezing and holding the muscles in my leg. All are things that I can do on my own without the need of a physical therapist with me. The hope is that once the muscle forms around the hip that I will be able to return to physical therapy.

When that will be, we don’t know at this point.

It would be easy to lose focus and give up but that is simply not how I do things. You find the strength when you need it the most. You don’t quit, you keep going! This setback could depress anyone if you let it, but rather than feeling sorry for myself, I decided to look at it for what it is. A setback. A setback that will lead to a greater comeback. I mean, that is what happens, right? You are going along, fighting the good fight and when a setback occurs, you come back stronger because it lights a fire in you that says, KEEP GOING.

Sometimes we will never know why things happen but we don’t always need to know the why. It won’t change things and you can’t turn the clock back–no matter how much we wish we could at times. I cried the tears I needed to and now I move forward.

So I will end as I started. Whatever is happening in your world, just keep going! You can do it and so can I.

Until next time, be well and go out and do a random act of kindness.




Wasn’t I just talking about setbacks?!


Oh friends, sometimes I wonder what the heck?!

Here I was, minding my own business, working so hard at rehab, admiring the rainbows and butterflies when WHAM! I dislocate my hip! YES – my new hip.

After having great appointments with my orthopedic and vascular surgeons on Monday, I left Boston that day feeling so grateful and blessed that things were really moving along. The x-rays looked great and the prosthesis had cemented nicely. For the first time in 2.5 years, vascular said I didn’t need to be seen again for six months. YAY!!!

The very next day, I went to PT and we did the exact same exercises we do each treatment and during the “leg raises” something happened. There was a “pop” and it didn’t feel right. I wasn’t able to apply weight on the leg. My PT was horrified (not her fault at all) and another therapist came over and we thought the hip was okay. Was it a tear in the scar tissue? Muscular?

I went home, took Tylenol,and spoke with my doctor’s office. I decided that if things weren’t better in the morning, I would go in for x-rays. After having a restless night, off to Boston we went.

The x-rays showed a significant change from when I was there on Monday, and my hip was indeed dislocated. Thankfully, my orthopedic surgeon was already in the OR and was able to get me in relatively quickly. Under general anesthesia, they were able to pop my hip back in place.

Now I am wearing a hip abduction brace to provide support and help keep the hip-joint stable. The brace is designed to limit my motion and allow healing to take place. I must wear this brace while awake and it can only be removed to shower and sleep. While sleeping, I have the abduction wedge (not sure what the actual name is) that straps your legs to it so I don’t dislocate the hip again. It makes me feel trapped!! If this is what I need then I shall use it, but I will silently curse the darn thing!!!

Since I dislocated my hip, I am now high risk for it to happen again. This scares me to think of that happening again.

I can’t return to rehab until I see my surgeon again–which will be in less than two weeks. This is another setback and it is so frustrating!. There was progress being made and I truly felt as though things were on the right track.

Hopefully we can turn this bus around soon and I can continue on the path to full recovery.  In my last post, ironically, I mentioned setbacks and how you just have to keep going. It’s true. So that is exactly what I will do. One day at a time.

Until next time, be well and go out and do a random act of kindness.





Reaching goals & all that jazz…


Isn’t it a wonderful feeling when you reach a goal?

I know many people made resolutions in the new year and set goals for the year. That is awesome! Goals are both wonderful and frustrating. When you set a goal, it gives you something to work towards and often times lights the fire under you to say, hey, I can do this! Am I right?

Goals are a personal desire, either for what we want to accomplish, or perhaps overcome. Only you can decide which goal will lead to your success – as YOU define it. Others may think they know what the goal(s) should be, however, YOU are the one who needs to fulfill the goal, so make it what you want! Who can stop you?

The other side of that coin is the frustration that comes when you don’t reach the goal fast enough, or you have setbacks. I know all about setbacks, my friends. For so long, it seemed as though I would take 3 steps forward, only to then take 5 steps backwards. That feeling of, UGH, are you serious right now?, would hit me like a physical punch to the stomach.

I was in such a hurry to have my foot heal so we could move ahead with the big surgery that I would set unrealistic goals. It wasn’t because they were unobtainable. I just overlooked the fact that the body takes time to heal, and that sometimes things happen during that process which have nothing to do with achieving my goals (infection, failed surgery, etc.). Failing to recognize that left me feeling so defeated.

So I had a conversation with one of my surgeons, and I told him that we must stop putting a timeframe on when the big surgery would happen. Of course, I was the one putting timeframes on it, but I had to realize that by doing so, I wasn’t helping the process.

The surgery finally arrived and y’all know how awesome that turned out! YAY!

Fast forward to starting physical therapy. I decided that I would have an open mind and NOT set a hard and fast goal about when I would start walking again. Instead, I decided to let the process work and to remain patient. Celebrate the small steps that will ultimately get me to my goal, is the approach I took.

The first time I got on the NuStep bike, it didn’t even register my steps as I couldn’t bend my knee enough to make that happen. So each time I sat down at that bike, I told myself, I can do this. There will come a day when it will register my steps. I don’t know when that will be, but if I continue to do my exercises and believe in the process, it will happen. The goal is to have this darn bike register my steps.

Guess what folks? It DID happen!! This week at PT, for the first time, the bike registered my steps!!! I literally could not believe my eyes and probably looked and sounded like an idiot, because I was so happy that I couldn’t contain my excitement! (By the by, I can’t believe I only burned 13 calories when it seemed like I was working so hard!)


After weeks of getting on that bike and not seeing anything happen, one day it did. My heart is happy. My spirit is alive. Small steps. Progress. Reaching goals. Getting strong. Believing that I can and will do this.

Here’s the thing, my friends. Never give up. EVER. Even when you are having the crappiest of days and you are frustrated. Giving up is easy. Fighting to stay in the game is hard but in the end is worth it!

Keep fighting the good fight! You can do this. We can do this. Be patient and work your butt off!

What kind of goals have you set?

Until next time, go out and do a random act of kindness. Today. Tomorrow. Whenever. Just do it!