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Originally Posted by Hitch
OK, so, this made me snort water out of my nose at the keyboard, but then this:
...has nearly moved me to tears. KK...you know we deserve better. We served. I know it's not a service-related injury, but still...
Can you find a decent surgeon? And, although I LOATHE litigation, have you considered it? That is beyond untenable. It's malpractice, and you KNOW it. If he was writing those Vikes, he knew damn well you were in a ridiculous amount of pain--and he should have checked. Necrotic! Can they save it--any hope at all?
Hitch
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Before the second replacement, I went back to the first surgeon and got all of my chart notes. Then I had to get radiation injected and do that special scan. When I had the consult with the new surgeon they had the new scans PLUS the last x ray the old surgeon had done in January 4 months after he diagnosed the stress fracture. In that one you can clearly see the hole that was developing in the bone below the prosthetic. He never said a word about it. But the new surgeon did! She pointed it out ands said"that's exactly where you point every time you complain about pain in your lower leg. So it had been known for quite some time and not dealt with. I also had been telling anyone who would listen that it felt like the device felt like it was shifting and then I was always told I was nuts. Well sure enough the adhesive hadn't set. And the hole in the leg was a cyst that my 6'5 surgeon could put his thumb in to the first joint.
So frustrating. So now I begin a whole string of tests. X-rays are done, M R I (and Valium) ordered I have lawyered up he believes there is a good case. I haven't even spoke with him since the surgery. He'll be boggled!
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Originally Posted by poohbear_nc
KK - so sorry to read your post - all feathers crossed they can save enough bone to reconstruct your leg!
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I don't know what all of the options are. I've poked around a bit on the inter net but that just serves to scare me more than anything. It's weird though, when I knew the knee needed to be replaced again my pain level soared. I wonder if I just wasn't squishing it off in some corner of my brain and then it finally got to break free and say, I'm here! I'm real! Well now the thigh is doing it. Sleep has become a frigment of my imagination