Getting old (at 17!)

I finally went to the doctor to have my bum hip checked out. Her diagnosis:

Tendonitis

I suppose that's not as bad as it could have been. I was really fearing that it would be arthritis! At least I can recover from tendonitis, though it might take a year. I think she thinks I'm dumb though. Dumb for waiting 3 months to go to the doctor, dumb for not taking any anti-inflammatory painkillers. I guess she doesn't agree with my belief that using pain as a warning sign is preferable to causing more and more lasting damage by dancing full out under the influence of painkillers...

So now I get physical therapy and am supposed to take 12 advils a day and ice my hip after dancing. Swell. If that doesn't work out, I might have to have an MRI of my hip. If they do that, I hope they give me a copy of it!

To add insult to injury, I just got an offer for a magazine subscription with a senior discount. Just because I have tendonitis doesn't mean I'm a senior citizen!

Anyway, it's time to start getting ready for tonight's ballet class. Let's see how much I piss off my tendon!