My hip's been hurting daily since we went to Seattle, and I think the combination of hip-stressing factors on that trip has pushed the fucker into the next level of dealing with it.
Before we went to Seattle, I was doing a little PT most days (5 days a week, usually) and it was keeping things in good shape. Pain days were way down, and Letty (my cane) was really only coming out on very damp days when my hip generally aches or I thought, "Huh, lots of leaves and mud everywhere; let's take Letty so I have less chance of slipping and fucking things up."
Since Seattle, I have been dealing with what I'm pretty sure is daily pain. I can't say with 100% certainty that it's daily, but I am definitely noticing it more days than not. Given my fucked up relationship to my body where pain is concerned, odds are better it's daily than it's not; there are just days my brain will close off from it because I spent fifteen years doing that with my endo, and there's not really an easy way to unlearn a protective instinct like that.
Anyway, a couple of days before Seattle, my hip was aching, so I was on Letty, and then Letty came with us to Seattle, and I used her the entire time. Which is good! That's the point of a mobility aid!
But Seattle is hilly as fuck. And steep as well. And Pike's Place Market is a fucking cool place but also a bunch of buildings all strung together with different floor levels and stairs and lots of things to dodge around.
And then we drove back for four hours.
And my hip's been extra-gimpy since. Even with the usual PT that was doing great things for me. Even with a couple extra exercises added to try and help it out. I can tell when my hip's sitting wrong now in a way I couldn't before.
I know the next steps: call doctor, get to sports medicine, likely get some sort of steroid injection and maybe have to get clown hammered for a new MRI. I'm going to try and get things moving on Monday, since I have to make some calls for a different health thing anyway. I know it's better to take care of it now than later, but I'm also annoyed that it all turned on me so fast after so many years of a fairly stable situation.
I knew my hip was gonna get worse as things went on. But to go from doing pretty great to definitely worse from a single weekend is a fucking pisser.