Help Ian walk again. Also become part cyborg.

Hey everybody. Last year was not cool. Pandemonium you might say. All COVID aside. It was extra stressful and incredibly painful on my very soul. In April in the beginning of the madness. I woke up one day with mind numbing pain in my left hip. It felt like someone was pushing a knife in my muscles and twisting. Thinking I just pulled something I let it go for about five days. Realizing it wasn’t getting better. I went the Emergency Room. I had a U.T.I. that caused the blood flow to my hips to slow down. Which lead to avascular necrosis. Basically my muscles in my hips died. Backtracking to 2005. When I got my jaw shattered. I found out I have a bone disease called Paget’s. It causes my bones to be weak and deform. Coupled together with dead muscles. Both of my hip bones fractured. Making every movement in my legs ridiculously unreal. Sitting, standing, walking, moving. Wake up in the middle of the night in pain. Even painkillers didn’t help. The only thing that could be done was hip replacements. The first surgeon turned me down. I think he was scared of my hip. Second told me he doesn’t think the skills he learned twenty years ago could cut the mustard. Third time was the charm. Installing the second part of my transformation into a cyborg. The first being all the titanium in my jaw that was broken so many moons ago. It took seven months before I got my hip surgery. All this time of not being able to walk.  Let alone work. On top of COVID. Has left my financial situation in the name of a totally rocking 80’s band called “Dire Straights”. What it comes down to is my third surgery taking me one step closer to being a cyborg that my insurance doesn’t completely pay for is Monday. The stimulus checks have gone the way of the dodo. Unemployment in one month is bye bye birdie. And I still can’t walk. I just need something to help me stay alive like our old friends  The Bee Gees. Just until I can walk again. And not feel the blood curdling scream pain when I’m trying to go to sleep. To anyone who is listening or took the time to read. I will be forever grateful. You helped me come back from dead as a cyborg. In the words of The King.         “Thank you very much” .   God bless.