From the medical files of Shelby K. Smith Eidson

My mother and father, bless their hearts, saved EVERY piece of medical information when I was a child. I have moved this information twice, intending to throw it away, but Sean saying that I really couldn't. I reread some of this information today and had some interesting revelations, making me think that my needing a hip replacement is not out of the blue:

-March 1988: Dr. that did inital hip surgery in 1980 said, "[a proposed hip surgery] was the last trick in his bag short of hip replacement" I never did that surgery because we got a second opinion.

-May 1992: Another doctor saying that I had increased internal rotation on the right and the range of motion in the right hip was limited, but the left hip was fine. (same as today)

Well, I got another 20 years after 1988 out of these fair hips of mine; I think that's pretty good. When putting Stephen to sleep last night, I thought to myself that I am so thankful that he's healthy, with no apparent hip problems. My mother did an EXCELLENT job of documenting everything, even her opinions of the doctors and how long we waited (and upon reflection, 3 or 4 hours in a waiting room with a small child can be very long, no wonder she was watching the clock). I am so thankful that I have a wonderful husband who just says, "alright, well we know what's wrong, let's fix it."