It took me many months to finally accept the fact that my arthritis was bad enough to have a joint replacement surgery. I am currently POD #3, total left hip replacement and it has been quite the journey. My joint specialist, who is a young woman - young enough that I could be her mother - (this is happening more and more these days) told me that my x-rays qualify me for total joint replacement for both knees and my left hip. Apparently, my right hip isn't all that great, either. She gave me two big 3-ring binders of information, one for hip replacement and one for knee replacement. It was so shocking to me on that day that I went home in disbelief and the binders just sat there unopened for two weeks. She said she could tell that I was overwhelmed and that I ought to go home and think about it, talk it over with my family and come back for another appointment. This was in November. Before that day, I didn't even know I had arthritis...