The walls came crumbling down

I think that is a fitting title for today's blog especially after today's most depressing news. I have kept this to myself for about two weeks now and since I finally have verification I'll break the news. But first...
 I'll explain a little background. About 3 weeks ago I had a problem with my joint locking. It was a quick lock, unexpected and slightly uncomfortable. When it unlocked, it cracked. Didn't think to much of it because let's face it- this is me, and really strange things happen to me! Over the next few weeks the locking increased and the cracking increased. So I contacted the awesome Dr. Poor and told him what was going on. In the meantime while I was waiting for him to email me back I had the longest lock I've ever had-about 10 minutes and then, of course, the loudest most painful crack of all. This produced immediate swelling and I really thought the joint might have snapped. I was sent to do a CT scan yesterday to see what has been going on. Never heard anything from the doctor, until this morning...
There is bone forming around the BACKSIDE of the joint! Not on top, or in the front, but the underside and around the back of the joint! AND... He will do everything in his power to save the joint since the bone is growing in such a bad place. On top of that, I also need to have some fat sucked outta my belly (woohoo!!) to pack around the joint as a preventative. At this point I don't know if this will only be done on the left side or if the right will be given the same preventative measures. The surgery scheduler will call me today to get this set up.
I am asking for prayers of comfort for today because I am really not in a good frame of mind about this. I thought for sure everything would be done, but now I guess I get to prove how strong I am again!

It's Been A YEAR!!!

I can't even believe I'm writing this- It's been a year since the surgery! I still have trouble believing it's been that long. I have a whole new perspective on life (and food!) because of this experience. And as everyone knows it was both the best and worst experience of my life. This blog is short because I just have no idea how much more I can say. My emotions today are all over the place from remembering that morning and what it was like walking the long green mile to the operating room and leaving behind my husband and my parents. The journey I was facing was mine, and mine alone. I still don't have too many memories of the whole ordeal but enough to keep in my safe box and pull out if I need it. So, I guess now I just need to thank everyone who's reading this or passing it along to someone they think will benefit or those who I don't know who've emailed me questions about my experience or the procedure itself. Without you and your encouragements it would have taken me so much longer to get through this. Thank you again! Now tonight is for celebration! I'm celebrating at Texas Roadhouse with my honey- maybe we'll see you there!