I get asked frequently the same question by people who either don't know me and some who do, the question is usually starts with "Are you okay?" which catches me off guard most times and I answer, "yes fine, why?" That's when I get "you are limping." Most times I answer quickly and tell people that I had an accident, I'm fine. Sometimes I explain that I have an artificial hip (reason for picture) and that always leads into why. Again most times, I brush it off and say it is from a childhood injury, that lead me to the replacement eleven years ago when I was twenty-seven. Recently I found out I need to have joint replacement in my foot from the same injury, and will have to have another hip replacement in a few years (plus I received one of the recalled hips eleven years ago).
I decided to blog about why I have these problems for a couple of reasons, one because everyone is always asking what happened to me and why did I have to have a hip replacement at twenty-seven years old (which again was 11 years ago). Here it goes (as told to me by family members), I was burned. Not on accident, not in an accident but at the hands of another person. A babysitter (who was sixteen years old) put me in boiling hot water, when I was a toddler and burned my feet and legs then left me to die. Apparently another woman who lived in the same apartment complex as the sixteen year old babysitter heard my screams and saved the day. The burns I received created many problems and lead to a secondary infection that at the time was rare and difficult to treat. The infection was one that formed in my bones and lead to many, many surgeries, body cast and other interesting problems and many years of hospitals,doctors and procedures. I can remember parts of my recover in the hospital (which I would rather not), I always had a childhood of pains and leg problems. When I entered high school I can remember begging for the doctors to fix my leg, my hip joint did not grow and form like it is intended to because of the surgeries I had. In order to help me as a child the doctors scraped away, cut away, etc... the parts of the bones infected, which thankful they did, it allowed me to keep my legs and walk. From these procedures my hip bones and joint did not develop like they should and created a lot of pain and discomfort. Mostly Pain. After I had my daughter the pain in my hip was unbearable and the doctor agreed to do the hip replacement because I had no cartilage left in my hip joint and it was becoming more and more unbearable with every step I took. So on January 30, 2000 I had a hip replacement and started the year long road to recovery and walking on my own again. My hip replacement was different than the average because of all my prior surgeries, scar tissue and special circumstances involved so the recovery was long and to say the least not fun at all.
The next question after hearing how I was burned is usually "what happened to the babysitter?" The answer to that shocked me, because NOTHING happened to her. I'm not even sure if a call to the police was made. Who knows, I don't. I know that because my parents thought a sixteen year old girl was available to watch me all day while they worked (and she wasn't in school) I was burned. From the sever burns I recieved I also was unfornuate enough to get a rare bone infection (which someone can only get by being burned). Which then lead to many surgeries, years in the hospital as a child, pain and problems as a teenager and adult. And finially to my first hip replacement (which was re-called) and now to joint replacement in my foots. Plus the adults/babysitters involved also left me with the burden of paying for all my procedures. Yes I have insurance but OMG they things it doesn't cover when you start having these kinds of things done.
With all that being said, I am not looking for sympathy, I am asked the question alot about why I limp, or why don't you tube/ski behind the boat with the children or ride horses with Rialey, etc... You can't do those things with a hip like mine, and now that I have explained maybe I won't get asked as much. I'd love to forget it and not think about my next joint replacement (it's a little stressful to think about). I am so thankful I can walk and function and most days no one would ever know I have an artificial hip or how many scars I have. I am thankful that things have changed for victims of crimes, no one should have to keep paying for injuries they received at the hands of someone, especially when that someone was intentionally trying to hurt you.
I would like to know the woman's name that burned me and maybe talk to her but I do not know her name. I would like to know how you can try to kill a toddler by boiling them to dead and nothing ever happen to you. But these are questions I will never have answers to.
Next post will be fun,upbeat and about fashion, decorating or food. Enough about me (but after almost two years of blogging I guess its good I got it over with).