My Reflection on Failed Hip Replacement Operation [Part 1]

My Reflection on Failed Hip Replacement Operation [Part 1]

I firstly must say that I thank almighty God for my life, the struggles are tough, the journey is sometimes testing but life is still great.

I decided to agree to this operation after a very long period of time. I constantly had a reason why it was not the right time to have it. I put the operation off for at least ten to fifteen years and In that time I can say that I experienced different levels of chronic pain. I was so adamant that I would not have this operation until I could bear the pain no longer and I reached an age where if things went wrong I could accept it. My quality of life began to change rapidly as my Avascular Necrosis began to have a significant effect on my life.

Firstly I had to start walking with a stick which I was not happy about, but the impact the pain was having on my everyday living was horrendous. I loved walking to the local park regularly which I could not do any more. Every step that I took was so painful and my mood was also being effected by pain. Work did not experience my mood but my family did. Especially my wonderful mother who I was staying with in the last 6 months prior to my surgery. My husband and daughter also experienced my low moods, I felt angry constantly, because I was coming in from work and having to stand up and cook a meal. Why, because I felt that it was expected of me. Everything just seemed to be too difficult and to be honest I felt like people around me just did not understand what I was actually going through.

God became my strength, every time I struggled I asked him to see me through and to help me to be stronger. It was tough, it was painful and it was challenging. Fear is not a good thing but all of us experience it at some time in our life. I had Sickle Cell Disease and I had experienced far worse than having hip replacement surgery. I was frightened before this operation, deep down inside I felt that something could go wrong and for some strange reason I felt that it was going to go wrong for me. My mother continually encouraged me to put my faith in God, telling me that he was in control. I went into positivity mode, finished all my work that needed to be done before I left my place of employment and started to organize myself so that thigs were in place for me after the surgery.

I will never forget that amazing feeling I had when I came out of surgery, the pain caused by avascular Necrosis had disappeared instantly like magic. The post-operative pain was bad but it was well controlled with pain killers. I was like an excited little kid when the Physiotherapist came and did some post-operative exercises with me. I didn’t find the exercises difficult and put this down to my attending Hydrotherapy every Friday to strengthen my muscles in my legs. When they came to me with the Zimmer frame I could not believe how mobile I was, It was the best feeling ever. The following day when they came to me with crutches I took to them like a duck to water. ‘You will be home in a few days’, they said as they were so happy with my strength and walking ability.

I was concerned that I had not had an x-ray and I constantly kept asking when a x-ray would be done. I’m not sure why I kept asking this as I felt that everything had gone well.

I will never forget how disappointed, horrified and upset I felt when the team of Orthopedic doctors walked into my side room 7 days after my surgery. They informed me of my hip replacement operation being unsuccessful. It was like a dark cloud hit me in my chest and I think I was in shock. I didn’t know how to react because I didn’t believe what I was hearing. I was not angry, I think I was so shocked that there was no room to be angry.

I can remember asking so much questions but not really taking in the answers, I needed to talk to my husband, my mum and my daughter. I wanted to cry and share this awful news with my loved ones. My husband sounded as devastated as me when I spoke to him on the phone and I could feel and hear the shock in his voice. It actually felt as if someone had died.


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3 Responses

  1. Laurel

    Hi Viginia
    Thank you for your response and yes I should have really explained what happened. The lower part of my thigh bone was thin so although I had a vascular Necrosis which made the top part of my thigh hard it hasn’t affected all my femur bone. The implement that they thread through the femur bone went hrough my bone and fracture it. So it could be send sticking out of the bone.

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