Seven or eight years ago I had a semi rough parachute landing, hey one out of thirteen thousand isn’t too bad. Apparently I damaged my labrum..labirum..laybrum…I hurt my hip. Of course I was too stubborn to go to the hospital so my injury went UN-diagnosed. After seven years of soccer, skiing and skydiving I developed a pretty nasty bone spur and had worn all the cartilage off of my hip and the pain and loss of movement has finally gotten so bad that I need to get it fixed. At 51 I’m a little young to be having hip surgery but I’m also too young to be crippled. So tomorrow I go under the knife to fix the hitch I’ve got in my my get along. Wish me luck!
