The latest news: I don't need surgery (for the moment).
I had yet another doctor's appointment (my fifth in nine days), and I was told that the MRI, which detects 85% of labral tears, shows that I don't have one. Although there's still a 15% chance that I have one, the doctor recommended against surgery because, if the labrum is in tact, then the condition I have should be resolved in other ways--namely, physical therapy. I'm not sure exactly how to take this news. On the one hand, avoiding surgery is good because anything I do will be less invasive and likely less costly. On the other hand, I doubt that physical therapy will be effective, and I don't see this condition, Femoroacetabular Impingement (FAI), going away on its own, given the structural overgrowth. I also don't think that I can continue to live with this pain and the unpredictable impact it has on my ability to be active. In short, it's getting old. In this way, surgery would be a somewhat nice resolution to the problem because it would be tangible and swift. So the news is neither good nor bad.
For the moment, I'm awaiting another opinion from my rheumatologist about the aforementioned possibility of steroid treatment. I'm hopeful that something good will come of all my visits to these doctors, even if it is a firm conclusion that I just have to live with this junk.
Besito,
A
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