Surgery is on the horizon

I think I've proven over and over again that I'm a fighter, that I don't give up. I've maintained my stance that there is something wrong with me, despite being told over and over again by multiple people that there's not. A person doesn't continue to have pain for months on end for no reason. If you read any of my other blogs (which I know are few and far between now), you'll see that I've tried a lot of things to get "better." When I moved to South Carolina, I pursued the doctors here and challenged them to give me some answers. I saw a doctor, one of whose specialties is hips. He looked at my MRI that I done in Maine, the one where I was told it was completely normal, and said, you have a labral tear. Now my doctor back home thought I had this, but the person who read the MRI said there was nothing. I asked for another MRI for further confirmation, since I'd been told so many times before that I'm fine. I got the results yesterday. It is indeed a tear. Well now I have an explanation for all my pain these past 10 months now I think it is. I'm not crazy! Woohoo!

My only option now to fix this is surgery. A cortisone shot has already been proven not to help. My body is telling me that it is tired of being hurt. I'm so tired of it too. I can't run. I push through with CrossFit, but I have my limitations and sometimes suffer later for workouts. I want to be able to workout without repercussions. I'm thinking about doing this in September. I'll have crutches for four weeks, then PT and looking after 3 months to be able to start an exercise program again, like running and hopefully CrossFit. I have to be out of work for at least two weeks and for those two weeks I need to stay with someone. That's hard because all my family is in Maine and while I've gained a few friends here, work with a lot of great people and workout with awesome CrossFit peeps, I hate being reliant and dependent on others. So I'm not quite sure how I will arrange and figure that part out. Pray that everything works out and falls into place.

My message to everyone is that you know your body. Don't doubt yourself. Be persistent. Keep fighting until you get the answers you're looking for. It's your body, not theirs. Okay, off my soap box. :)