Hip Hip Hooray!

As I mentioned to you the other day my hip is giving me some grief.

I have had this pain for awhile now. I'd say about 6 months. Each month just a tad bit worse.
I haven't said anything to Rick because, jeez, every day there is another issue so why bother. We have better things to laugh and talk about than our old people aches and pains.
Besides Rick has enough of his own.

But now it has gone into my groin area, the pain that is. The pain is now always waking me up at night, not sometimes anymore, always.
Thursday night I got up and went downstairs for some ibuprofen. I turned on the TV and thought perhaps sitting in Rick's recliner would be more comfortable. Nope. Not at all. 
Sitting is bothersome altogether. 
I poured myself a big ole glass of ice water. Watched some TV that I had recorded and leaned against my kitchen island watching television until I just couldn't take it any longer and I then laid on the sofa. Laying doesn't feel good either but I was tired of standing and I was wide awake damn it. 

I broke down and called an orthopedic surgeon today because I just know this isn't going to be nothing.  If I have to have a replacement hip that is it. I might as well wear a sign that says, "I'm an old lady"  I can't even get a senior discount yet, this shouldn't be happening.

I had a OMG gorgeous orthopedic surgeon when I had my torn rotator cuff repaired.
Oh my goodness. Rick insisted I was hurting myself on purpose because he was hummina- hummina good looking. So you all know that is who I called, right? 
Nothing like being in pain and this gorgeous hunk a hunk a burning love walks in and makes you forget all about it.

But my luck was such that I was told he doesn't work on hips so I had to see someone else in their practice. I saw this doctors photo on the website. He is not a Dr. McDreamy like my rotator cuff man. He is an older man like myself in his 50's. I don't want that.  
I want my big tall,tan, blond, muscular doctor again who has the best smile and hiney. 
Yea, I looked. He walked away, what's a girl to do? 

I may have to hurt my other shoulder.