Are we for cereal?

I saw Dr. Hinton on Tuesday.

Surprise surprise, he wants to schedule a cortisone injection before I go home for Thanksgiving and see Kocher. I don't have time for that right now--I have 2 lab papers, 5 exams, and 2 quizzes before Thanksgiving in addition to having to declare a major and register for courses. I don't have time to haul my crippled ass into downtown Baltimore, wait around for a bit, and then have the injection. I just don't have time for that kind of shit. AND I kind of want to see Kocher first, or at least hear from him (spoke with his PA on Wednesday night...still waiting to hear back) before I do this. I expressed this concern to Hinton who feels like we might as well just do it now but, yeah, not going to happen.

The highlight of my visit, aside from the fact that his office was running an hour and a half late (to which everyone in the waiting room was freaking out about; clearly they've never experienced Children's!! I'm psyched if I get out of there in any less than 3 hours!) and I had to sprint both to the bus from Orgo lab and then from the bus to get to music, was when he dropped the "open surgery" bomb on me. I was like "WHAT?! are you freaking serious?!" In his funny little Southern-but-not-quite accent he explained to me the whole procedure and how they'd be able to clean out any bone spurs and/or residual impingement. No freaking way. No matter how you slice it (no pun intended), I'm not planning for another surgery at this point--scope or open! And there's no way in hell that I'd have it done in Baltimore. Not going to happen. So I'm waiting to hear back from Kocher and seeing what he wants me to do.

And, since misery loves company, Mr. Lefty has been complaining lately too. I think it's probably because we backed off of it in PT a bit. It's definitely tendonitis-y feeling though, nothing horrbily alarming or really all that unexpected--Righty pulled this same BS last year at about the same point.

I've got quite the marathon sprint to Thanksgiving ahead of me though. I'm really hating this semester in terms of course load. Next semester should be nice though--I'm only going to be taking 15 credits (and only 1 audit!!) as opposed to the 18 I've had for the past two (and last spring it was 18 + 3 audits!); just orgo, genetics, and a bunch of dance.

Introducing Annie! and other things....

My 8 year old puppy Willy died two weeks ago. Given that my family copes with the loss of a pet by getting a new one, we've just adopted Annie--a 6 month old little girl. She arrived yesterday, all the way from Indiana!! I wanted to go home but, with $14.46 in my bank account, I couldn't even afford the China bus. Anyways, here she is!







So of course I had to go to Petco today to get her a new girly collar, some fun toys, and some toys for Abby so that she doesn't feel totally neglected. I'm spoiling her rotten before we even meet!

Since we were already at Petco, we also popped into Target for some clearance Halloween candy....Jess and I each walked out with $10 worth. So basically we've got $40 worth of Halloween candy in our room right now. This is bad. I'm dancing again in less than a month. I have to wear a leotard in less than a month. Not going to be a pretty sight...


Tuesday will be 9 weeks out from surgery, 4 to go until I see Kocher. Tuesday is also the day I go back to see Dr. Hinton down here to further discuss the fate for my right hip--the steroids didn't work. I don't even know what I want to hear. I know that whatever it is, it can't be good. The lesser of all the evils at this point is probably that I've managed to give myself a really nice case of psoas tendonitis/bursitis--though that doesn't really explain the pinching and the catching that's been going on. So it's more likely that it's another labral tear--bad news bears. Needless to say, I'm freaking out.