So much has happened since I posted that last update.  I spent 6 weeks on 24 hr a day antibiotics, and when I went back to the doctor, everything had healed nicely.  They pulled the pic line, and I was started on an oral antibiotic for an unknown length of time. It is May 1st, and I'm still on them.

My husband's only living sibling died on Feb 1st, he was 95, and I was able to go to his visitation and funeral as long as I pushed a walker with about 5 pounds of antibiotics strapped to it. 

March 1st my phone rings, the lady said Jettie, Belinda's dead.  Belinda was my youngest sibling, and the only one I had contact with for the past few years.  She had a wreck in September caused by a stroke, and had not been well since then, but no one expected her to pass.  She had chosen cremation, so we had a memorial service planned for March 16th.  It never happened because of the virus situation, it will hopefully be held sometime after all has quietened down.  

My last time being in a store was on March 13th, and I've only been away from the yard 3 times  since then, once to my daughter's house so hubby could deliver a rear end to replace the one that got broken when she slid into a ditch and broke the axle.  And once to just drive about 25 miles to get away from home for a few minutes.  That was to the school that I graduated from almost 54 years ago.  Since graduation can't happen, they have a beautiful sign that shows each of this years graduates for about 10 seconds each, and then goes to the next one.  And the other time, was to pick up my online grocery order at local Walmart.  

So we are here patently waiting for things to get back to something close to normal, and watching Bocephus, the 4 legged child, play with his new toys.  He is quite the handsome dude.

Best natured dog I have ever had the pleasure of belonging to, Minds well most of the time.  

2020 what a way to start the new year.

Just before January started my left hip, yep the one that has caused all the trouble started itching, a day later a hematoma developed, yeah another one.  I called my Orthopedic surgeon immediately and on January 3rd he said I'll see you Monday at the hospital, we're taking everything out and putting in a Medicated spacer.   Monday arrived, yes January 6th, I got to the hospital and was prepared for surgery.  I do remember being wheeled into the operating room this time. 
Tuesday morning my surgeon came in to see me, and told me that my hip ball was cold fused to the stem it fits on, and even a hammer and chisel would not budge it after 15 minutes of trying, and the alternative was not something we wanted to do, split the bone remove the stem then let the bone heal before they could put the new parts in, at least 3 months laying flat on my back, no way to get up.  So they decided to just put al back together and fill me full of all kinds of antibiotics, and staple me up.  I looked at him and said that I had prayed all the way to the hospital, and our church had prayed too, that God would take control, and I told him it was God holding that ball in place.  He told me that in over 8000 surgeries, he had never seen this happen, he had heard of it, but never had it happen in his practice. So I could very well be right. 
I'm home 24 hr a day antibiotics for 6 weeks, and 2 other antibiotics,  My doctor tells me I am a difficult patient.     I laughed.  yes I still have my sense of humor after 6 surgeries.   We are waiting to see how things go,  so I read and sit looking at the new paved road in front of my house..