Iliac crest bruise...Iliac Crest Pain: Causes, Signs, Exercises, and Treatment (medicalnewstoday.com)
Ever since my last fall in the kitchen, I have been having pain in my hip although X-rayed on November 5th, and it was found not to be broken... My Baclofen pump rests on my Iliac Crest on my right side where I fell thus questioned both of my physical therapists... and they said it could be the problem. According to how my right leg hurts from my groin all the way down my leg on that side...!
That incident was on October 8th, and I have been icing it and taking extra-strength Tylenol for it ever since... but still hurts and I can no longer put weight on it.
I wish there was something more I could do? Any ideas would be most helpful...or is it just a matter of time?
My stomach has been acting up also.
Moving on...
Hubby wraps up his radiation therapy at the end of the week, which will conclude his 28 days' worth of targeted radiation for his prostate cancer...he will be on the XTANDI pills then for life. The radiation has been exhausting him!
Today he goes to get bloodwork at the Cancer Center.
This morning's sunrise!
Let me introduce you to the crew...
I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name... ha! And without hesitation, the teenager had said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never found out the girl's name; mom liked Aussie too. Since then, we have discovered that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even say unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me: I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now six years old, I am the baby, though I am the largest of the fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right, ha!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter.
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.
I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog it had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18 on clear out the shelters day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!
Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am nine years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes!
I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays, too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020.
I had been wandering the neighborhood for days, and then I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there...
The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!
The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.
Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!
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