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Limb Lengthening Surgery => Limb Lengthening Patients Experiences => Topic started by: Stripes on November 13, 2015, 10:18:45 AM

Title: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on November 13, 2015, 10:18:45 AM
Hello Forum,

I would like to introduce myself as Stripes, your newest member and someone you will soon know well. For purposes of discretion the country I live in, my age, height and exact dates will not be shared. Surely this will create a few gaps, but I am certain that you will be content with the depth that will fill its place.

This journal acts to chronicle the experiences before, during and after the procedure undertaken by Dr. Barinov. The sole intention is to provide insight and guidance to those considering, preparing for and engaging in this process. This journal will be released through many posts over several months with little engagement with the forum on my part. I apologize in advance for not answering questions through dialogue, but I do assure you that each successive post will answer questions as they go.

Most posts will be formatted as journal entries written in either a reflective or present tone but neither should be taken as a reflection of the current time. Other posts will act as a guide in the form of lists, photos, advice and general commentary separate from the diary of events.

Enjoy and all the best.

Title: The meeting of Mercutio.
Post by: Stripes on November 13, 2015, 01:24:13 PM
The Meeting of Mercutio

Unlike many conventional surgeries in which doctors, patients and examples are accessible in person beforehand - Limb Lengthening exists in a far virtual world hidden in forums and webpages. For someone who is going to do a surgery they've only ever read about, the mystery behind it all is terrifying. Understandably when I was considering and preparing for this procedure I was nervous about all the unknown details. The pictures, the diaries and the details are all there but what does it really look like in person?

Gratefully, I had been in the unique position of being able to meet someone that had done the tibial external lengthening procedure before I left to do my own. This man we will know as Mercutio, my guide and support throughout this journey. The first time I met Mercutio I was incredibly nervous that I would be disappointed by his height. He had told me that his beginning height was the exact same as mine but what if I met him and he was still short? Surely, nothing would be more discouraging than to see your future self and realize that even after everything it was still not enough.

That day I looked around the intersection to see if I could spot him by the description he gave me. There were three people that could have been him, two of them instantly caused my heart to sink. I rang his number and waited for one of them to reach into their pocket. Within a couple of seconds the third one did. I was so relieved, and not just because of his height. Mercutio turned out to be tremendously intelligent, confident and above all else healthy. At the time that we had first met he was still walking with a cane that he used for balance. It had only been 8 months from his first surgery and two and a half months since the nail had been put in. Every week after that I watched as he became stronger and stronger and began to walk more naturally. I was astonished to learn that he had done well over 7.5 CM but began to understand better as time went on how Mercutio was recovering so well having done that much.

Mercutio was incredibly prepared for his surgery. He had the advantage of working in the health field and had become very well read on the topic. For five months he stretched his muscles in preparation. He purchased all his own devices at the best quality he could find, he brought with him his own medications and supplements and committed every single day post surgery to his stretching routine. Not to mention that he eats right, sleeps well, exercises rigorously and listens to every instruction his doctors give him religiously.

If I had not met Mercutio, I would have walked into this blindly. There is so much to do to really prepare for the entire process both physically and mentally. The reality is that this is by no means a simple surgery, it's very intensive, unnatural, frightening and hard on the body. If you are not prepared and are not committed to supporting your body through this carefully and every step of the way, you will have a hard time and likely not achieve the results you want. Mercutio never wrote a journal and knowing that without his knowledge I wouldn't have been able to really be prepared, I started this journal to pass it on.

*Please do not ask identifying questions about Mercutio and if you know either one of us, please do not post any identifying information*
Title: Stretching
Post by: Stripes on November 13, 2015, 01:41:58 PM
Stretching:

In the five months prior to Mercutio's surgery, he committed to stretching his lower leg muscles every single day. Throughout my preparation he constantly emphasized that his body's ability to lengthen without conflict was because of the flexibility he developed through stretching. He reminded me daily that if nothing else, I absolutely needed to commit to my stretching as during the lengthening process the muscles and tendons need to stretch longer to adjust to the new bone growth, and tight inflexible muscles creates resistance.

There were two items that he told me to purchase to make my stretching routine as efficient as possible:

Soft Splint
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The Soft Splint keeps your foot in dorsiflexion allowing for a prolonged stretch of the gastrocnemius muscle otherwise known as the calf. These soft splints are usually used to treat plantar fasciitis and are worn all throughout the night. Mercutio seemed to have found it easier than I did to wear these every night for eight hours so I often wore them for several hours during the day instead. The one's that we both used are from Pro-Tec and went for about $35 dollars both online and at running supply stores. There are also boot splints that are designed to keep the foot in place at a certain angle but some people may find it to be uncomfortable to sleep in. When you purchase the soft splints make sure you purchase two for each leg. These are top priority because they allow you to really fast track.

Pro-Stretch/Step-Stretch
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The second item is the pro-stretch. This device allows you to stretch various muscles in your legs using different techniques. I'm really glad I had this because it really made doing my daily stretches a lot easier and less tedious. Mercutio did the Gastrocnemius and Soleus and Achilles Tendon exercises for 30 seconds on each leg 3 times daily. I held these stretches for 45 seconds and did them 5 times daily. I bought mine from Mercutio but you can find it online for anywhere between $30 - $45. Here is a link to the product manual so that you can see some of the exercises and read a little bit more about the product: http://www.medi-dyne.com/images/prostretch-manual.pdf

Often I would also incorporate regular stretches in my routine such as the wall calf stretch and or the band/towel stretch, which were both very effective at helping me really feel the deep stretch:
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Title: SUPPLEMENTATION
Post by: Stripes on January 09, 2016, 01:54:01 AM
SUPPLEMENTATION

For obvious reasons this procedure can be far more successful at a more rapid rate if the patient follows a healthy and nutritious diet plan as well as aids the recovery with supplementation. Mercutio made it very clear in the beginning that his recovery was much easier and much quicker because of the high quality supplements he was taking. Although expensive, it is an investment in your recovery. You are spending so much money to begin with, an additional $600 will not make a difference in the long run. I highly recommend that you don't try to put off purchasing your supplements before your trip and hope to get them when you arrive in the host country. It will be much more difficult to find the supplements and they may not carry them or the brands you want. Also there is the issue of quality, in the case of Russia especially I really wouldn't wait to get supplements here because the quality is much lower than that of western or European countries. Here is the complete list of supplements that were used by both Mercurio and I.

L-Lysine: 1500MG/DAY
Glutamine: 10-15 MG/DAY (minimizes break down of muscles, replenishes lost glutamine in muscles, increases ability to secrete human growth hormone)
High Quality Protein Powder: 20-26 grams of protein/DAY
Protein Bars: These will be your best friend, ESPECIALLY in the hospital.
Calcium:2000 MG/DAY
Vitamin D: (aids in the absorption of calcium)
Phosphatidyl Sereine:300-600 MG/DAY (Cortisol inhibitor, prevents muscles from breaking down due to large amounts of cortisol after surgery)
Now foods PRO-GF: (Precursor growth hormone product, hormone balancer, amino-acid supplement, promotes muscle tissue growth and recovery)
Fish Oils: (Bone health support, weight management, cognitive functions, mood, decreases symptoms of depression and anxiety)
Multivitamin:
GH Freak:3 CAPSULES/NIGHT (Sleep aid, used for deep recovery while sleeping, cortisol inhibitor, promotes growth hormone development)
Bio-Oil: (Necessary for scar prevention)
Sleeping Pills: Even with the sleeping aids, there will be nights where you really will just need these as well.

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Supplements are as important as walking and stretching. More than likely you will be going somewhere where you will not have easy access to completely nutritious meals. As you can see by the picture above, I brought A LOT of supplements with me. None of which I can say I could have left behind, it was all essential. The difficulty was that I brought 6 months worth of supplements with me. This was very heavy and made it difficult to pack other essentials. Here are some suggestions for packing your supplements:

1. Pack your supplements in your carry on luggage. You obviously won't be able to carry all of them in your carry on and personal bags, but fit as much as you can. There have been many cases of theft by airport staff that go fishing for goods in checked luggage. This is especially a problem in Russia, where many patients have reported having various items stolen, including supplements.
2. Empty the powders into large ziplock bags, and double bag it. You won't have any space to fit those large containers. Make sure that you label these bags with a sharpie, I wrote PROTEIN POWDER on all of mine in case a search was done. I had to dump three bags of protein because each one weighed 3LBS each. Although it sucked, protein is the easiest supplement to replace. For this reason I kept the protein powder in my checked luggage rather than taking space in my carry on.
3. For similar pills, empty as much as you can in fewer bottles rather than bringing all of them with you. For example, if you have 4 bottles of Vitamin D, open all four bottles. You will notice that all of them are only half full or have some space left, you can probably fill two bottles with the other two bottles and reduce your count from 4 bottles to 2 bottles. This will save you lots of space.
4. Purchase a weekly pill organizer that separates days and nights, this will help you will get into a routine of taking your supplements when you should.
Title: ADDITIONAL PURCHASES
Post by: Stripes on January 09, 2016, 02:37:11 AM
ADDITIONAL PURCHASES:

KNEEHAB XP FOR MUSCLE ATROPHY

The Kneehab is a Neuromuscular Electrical Stimulation device that treats quadricep atrophy. As you will no longer be walking as much as you usually do, your muscles will experience atrophy. Muscle atrophy is the wasting away of the muscle due to a lack of physical activity. What the Kneehab does is send electrical impulses to the quadricep muscle forcing it to contract and relax repeatedly, strengthening the muscle in the process. This is a pretty powerful device and you pay for what you get. You will need to purchase two, one for the right leg and one for the left. You will not be able to use one interchangeably as each device is designed specifically for it's corresponding leg and misuse of this device is very dangerous. While lengthening and during recovery, the device should be used 3-4 times a day for 20 minute sessions each. This is a VERY important device because you will most certainly experience muscle atrophy which makes it much more difficult to walk and prolongs recovery time after the frames are removed because of the need to regain those muscles after several months of disuse. It is a very expensive device, nearing $700 for the full set. Both Mercutio and I have used this device religiously. Here is the link to the website: http://www.neurotechgroup.com/uk/products/kneehab-xp

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SMART CRUTCHES:


Anyone that has used crutches for long periods of time knows how uncomfortable they can be. Especially the cheap crutches they provide in the hospitals and clinics. The forearm crutches I used as well as Mercutio and another patient at the clinic is the smart crutch. These crutches are very comfortable and highly customizable. They didn't create any bruising or soreness in the hands and they were very strong and easy to use. There are number of benefits of this crutch over regular forearm crutches that can be found on the website: http://www.smartcrutch.com/

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COMPRESSION SOCKS:


Compression socks or stockings are socks that are meant to help reduce swelling, aid blood circulation, prevent venous disorders and aid in recovery. You will need both ankle recovery socks for when you have the frames attached and long calf compression socks for after the frames are removed. These are very useful and I highly recommend you get them because believe me, you will experience swelling. The swelling makes everything much more painful, especially walking. I wore the ankle compression socks the entire time I was in the hospital because my feet and legs were swollen like balloons. A good company to purchase them from is Tommie Copper but they can be found in most athletic/shoe stores as well as specialty stores such as As Seen on TV. Here is the link for Tommie Copper compression socks: http://www.tommiecopper.com/men/compression-socks

TEAR AWAY PANTS:

Although very unstylish and actually pretty difficult to find, these pants are a god send for this type of surgery. They are very easy to put on and even easier to take off and fit perfectly around the bulky frames. For those unfamiliar, essentially what they are - are pants that have buttons running up the entire leg. They can be purchased on amazon here: http://www.amazon.com/Tearaway-Athletic-Pants-Black-Silver/dp/B008L42550/ref=pd_sim_200_1?ie=UTF8&dpID=41AS4787HyL&dpSrc=sims&preST=_AC_UL160_SR160%2C160_&refRID=0WP8WV5PGD3R8GRDBZQF
Title: Chapter One: Arrival I
Post by: Stripes on February 11, 2016, 08:18:59 AM
Chapter One: Arrival  I

1 AM in Volgograd.

I walk out into the cool brisk air and take a deep breath, I’m finally here. I take a second to put my bags down as I look around at the large dark landscape. There’s not much to see from the airport but a couple of abandoned roads and open fields.

An excited hello calls out from somewhere in front of me, the sound of footsteps coming in my direction. My eyes adjust and I spot a young lady waving eagerly, her complexion pale in comparison to her surroundings.

Hello! I say, it’s so nice to finally meet you. She grabs one of my bags with her left hand and reaches into her pocket with her right to take out her phone. Smiling, she begins to ask about my trip before cutting herself off, speaking Russian to someone on the other end.

Suddenly a pair of headlights flash in the distance and the sound of an engine roars loudly. What is quite clearly a car comes speeding our way, zig zagging left and right until the driver slams on the breaks, stopping a meter away from us. Tonya laughs at my reaction as I had flinched hard enough to be a few steps behind her.

The trunk of the car pops open and she puts my bag inside, laughing as she says taxi in a way that sounds like a question. I get in and we speed through the open roads, discussing my journey here. She assures me that the driver isn’t her boyfriend, as many other patients have often thought. I laugh and say okay as I look out through the window, wide eyed at what is apparently Russia.

We get to our destination, the Da Vinchi clinic. I step out of the car and look at what seems to be a regular building with a large series of steps leading to the door way. She tells me that she will escort me to my room but that she must get home quickly because the concierge lady doesn’t like visitors coming in past 10 PM. I open my mouth to ask a question when suddenly I see a pack of stray dogs running through the street. I don’t hesitate to step back and get ready to run, but they pass right by us and into the open road. Tonya looks at me and giggles as she unloads my bags.

We make our way inside once the concierge let’s us in and we head to the seventh floor. Tonya quietly leads me down the hallway into a room with two single beds positioned on opposite ends. In between sat two-night stand tables and about a meter and a half of space. Directly behind the beds was a large window sill with enough space to fit two middle aged children laying down. The room was very cozy.

Hello, Tonya whispers as a young man sits up from the left bed. Hey man, I say as we shake hands. Tonya sets my bags down and says goodbye as she slips out the door, see you tomorrow she says lightly. I look at who is going to be my roommate, a young good looking guy who appears to be about 5’11. He speaks English to my relief, and we speak at length about our experiences and what brought us to Volgograd.
A short while later we’re joined by another patient, another young guy. He’s walking on crutches and I see his frames poking through his pants, this is the first time I see them in person. I quickly turn my attention to my roommate’s legs and notice that he doesn’t have the frames on. He already looks tall to me but it doesn’t seem as if he’s undergone any surgery, so I assume he’s one of the guys that was just under 6 feet but wanted to reach 6’2. I ask him when he’s doing his operation and he laughs, I just put the nail in he says. No way! I say, how tall were you before? He tells me he was 5’7 but did 10CM. I was amazed, this is the second person I’ve heard of and seen who had lengthened 10 CM. He looked great, in fact it was hard to wrap my head around the fact that he was once any shorter. 5’11 looked to be his natural height.

He asked me if I thought his tibias looked too long but I told him that to anyone who didn’t know him personally before, he looks no different than any other guy his height. I was more concerned with how he was walking and if the amount he lengthened gave him any complications. He told me that everything has been really smooth and that he would be going home soon. He walked around a bit and to my relief everything looked good.

I unpacked my things and all three of us spent the rest of the night talking. I was really happy, everyone has been really nice so far and I haven’t heard any complaints. I get ready for bed and set my alarm, I’ll be meeting Dr. Barinov tomorrow.
Title: Arrival II
Post by: Stripes on February 11, 2016, 08:20:58 AM
Arrival II

I stretch my arms out as I open my eyes, it’s my first morning in Volgograd. I slept pretty well considering what time I went to bed I think to myself. I get changed quietly as my roommate is still sleeping, but I hear busy chatter outside the door. I slip out and head to the washroom to freshen up but I don’t see anyone. There are four rooms in our loft including my own, three of them are occupied. I hear talking from the first room by the washroom but I can’t make out any words. There are two washrooms I notice, one for men and the other for ladies. The washroom for ladies has a cute picture of old Russian ladies laughing in a circle, the one for men does not.

I walk out of the loft and into the hallway, it looked much different than I remembered it on my way in last night. It was much longer, larger even. It was well lit and there were many rooms. There are two patients walking up and down the hallway with frames on, from what I can tell they’re Russian locals. One of them stops to smile at me, a pretty middle aged women with big blue eyes. I say hello and she says hello back and continues to walk down the hallway. I continue walking and pass a large room with a massive mirror taking up one wall. This must be a fitness room I think to myself as I peer in. Here I find five other patients all of them with frames on doing various exercises. They all look at me as I walk by, speaking amongst themselves in Russian.

As I make my way down to the end of the hallway, I’m greeted by a middle aged women with orange hair. I realize that it’s Oksana, the office administrator. She leads me to another room which I quickly make out to be the clinic, there are nurses with masks on walking in and out of rooms behind the receptions desk. I smile at the receptionist who I develop an instant crush on, the women in this country really are as beautiful as they say. The receptionist barely speaks English but she hands me a couple of papers to sign, they’re consent forms for blood tests.

I sign them and she leads me into a room where two nurses are having a conversation. The older nurse standing furthest away from me points at a chair and ushers for me to have a seat. She wraps a band around my bicep and tells me to squeeze my fist. Here we go, my least favourite thing about doctors offices. She pricks me and begins to draw blood, a lot of blood. Finally it’s over before I get too nauseous and I walk out and see Tonya.

Hello my friend she says enthusiastically, how has your morning been? So far so good I exclaim. We walk out of the clinic and I see the two patients walking up and down the long hallway again. I ask Tonya about it and she explains that many of the patients here have also undergone corrective operations, most of them Russian locals.

Hmm interesting I say as we walk back into the loft where we’re greeted by one of the cleaning staff as she washes the floors. Tonya asks if I had eaten yet which I of course tell her I haven’t and she points to a stack of take out containers on the table. This is for you she says, a local restaurant owner named Demetri makes your meals for you each day and delivers them here.  Oh wow, that’s awesome I say, is it good? She shrugs her shoulders, depends, do you like Russian food? I don’t know, but I’m sure I will. 

We go back to my room and sit on my bed. How do you feel? Tonya asks me. Honestly pretty good, I can’t believe I’m actually here. She smiles. You have an appointment with Dr. Barinov in half an hour, after that do you want to go see the city? Sure! I say, I really want to see what Russia’s all about.

We spend the next twenty minutes chatting as I eat the food Demetri has left for me. It’s actually pretty good, lots of chicken and carbs. When the time comes I walk over to the clinic and have a seat. Looking around I see many awards given to Dr. Barinov and the other doctors that work at the clinic. This puts me at ease a little. As I try to read one of the certificates I notice the receptionist who I had a little crush on looking at me, I make eye contact and she flashes me a little smile before looking back at her computer. God, she is so cute.

I hear heels approaching when suddently Oksana peeks her from around the corner and tells me that Dr. Barinov is ready to see me. She leads me to a big brown door and gives a slight knock as she open its, leading me in with a smile. In the room I see two desks, one with an older man with a large white moustache writing heavily, his glasses balancing on the tip of his nose. Behind the other desk sat a man with his hands gently placed in front of him, fingers intertwined. Looking my way, with a cheery smile he says Hello!

Hello Dr. Barinov! Nice to finally meet you. He asks about my trip and whether or not I felt relaxed in Russia so far. I give the expected responses and he responds equally. We begin to discuss the surgery and  he pulls out a blank piece of paper as he draws out the steps of the procedure. He explains that it will take approximately three hours and that he will be assisted by his colleague Dr. Sirkov. We discuss the various supplements I have brought and what expectations he has as my doctor and what he finds to be acceptable and unacceptable. After which he asks me to stand up so he can take measurements and check my flexibility.

Once the measurements were taken I was brought to a medical table where I laid down as Dr. Barinov lifted my legs and moved my feet, testing my muscles resistance. “You have been stretching, very good” he says as he writes something down. I look around the room, trying to read the various medical diagrams and notes. I look at the other man behind the desk, he hasn’t looked up even once since I’ve been here. I’m curious about him, he seems interesting. He must be the third doctor in the clinic but I don’t bother asking.

When we’re done we begin to take pictures so that Dr. Barinov can make mock up photos. He goes over the contract with me and asks me to take it to my room and look it over and sign it when I’m ready. I take the papers and shake his hand feeling good about the meeting. Only a few more days and I’ll be in the hospital getting the surgery, man what a crazy feeling.
Title: Arrival III
Post by: Stripes on February 11, 2016, 08:23:57 AM
Arrival III

“Notice how dirty all the cars are?” Max another patient at the clinic says to me as he looks out the taxi window. I rest my arm against the door as the car shakes from side to side, grumbling as we drive through the rough roads. He wasn’t kidding, every car in Volgograd was plastered with mud. It wasn’t just the cars, everywhere I looked I saw something that needed to be cleaned. The walls, the buildings, the roads.

The city had many odd contrasts. Beautiful girls in front of run down walls, bricks scattered by their high heels. Beautiful historic buildings beside gray stores with broken signs. A father holding his blonde baby as a stray dog drinks out of a dirty puddle.

We stop in front of a round about, the Volga river in the distance. Tonya hands the Taxi driver 100 rubles and we get out. Wait a minute, how much is 100 rubles? That’s less than two dollars? That can’t be right.

Tonya, how much was that cab? 100 rubles she says, why? Why was it so cheap? I respond. Cheap for you, she jokes as we begin walking towards the museum.  I’m not really sure what to think but there’s nothing to complain about.

We walk into the museum and walk through the various exhibits, finally reaching the end before we're greeted by a towering set of stairs. Tonya begins to smirk as she looks over at Max and I, watching carefully to see our reactions. She begins to explain that at the very top is the final exhibit, a panoramic recreation of the battle of Stalingrad. As exciting as that was, it was clear that these winding stairs would take an able bodied person 6 minutes to climb. I looked over at Max who was only three months post surgery, he looked reluctant, naturally I assumed he was going to sit this one out, but he refused. Step by step he pushed himself to make it past every turn, stopping only to rest when absolutely needed. When he finally reached the top twenty minutes had gone by, content with his accomplishment he laughed and said "well, that was good for regerneration!"


We looked around for a bit before making the trip back down and heading out to a café nearby. Once inside we walked over to a small table where there sat an older man, staring out the window with a cup of coffee in his hand. He looked to be of average height, definitely not short by most standards. “Hello” the conversation begun, “you must be the new guy.” Indeed I was, and being so I was naturally curious about everything and everyone and began asking questions. James’s story goes like this: he’s in his 50’s, he lives in a country where the average height far exceeds that of most other countries in the world and although he was a good height to begin with, this is something he’s always wanted to do for himself. I was impressed, at that age a surgery like this is sure to have a toll on the body. Soon after I learned that James was having significant problems with his back, a few slipped disks. Limb lengthening with spinal disc herniation? The amount of endurance this man must have. In a way this all made me feel relived, seeing that James was doing it despite his obstacles and having watched Max climb stairs for 20 minutes. It meant there were few excuses for why I couldn’t go through with this myself, but nonetheless there would still be some doubts to come.
Title: Arrival IV
Post by: Stripes on February 13, 2016, 08:21:38 PM
Arrival IV

By the fourth day in Volgograd I had started to become comfortable, touring the city, making friends with other patients and taking part in drinking festivities. It felt like I was on vacation, still not completely taking in what I was really there to do. Unbeknown to me, the other patients were making bets as to when I would freak out and book a plane ticket out of there. Apparently, two other patients before me had come, sniffed out the scene, realized what they were in for and scattered out the day after. I almost became the third one to follow, but before that I was simply taking my time and feeling everything out. I wasn’t scared, I knew what I had come to do – but did I completely think everything through?

I sat out in the lounge area and helped myself to a cup of tea. Looking around I couldn’t help but notice that on the table sat about 16 empty mugs of various sizes. There were four rooms housing two people each but whom did the other 8 mugs belong to? Suddenly, laughter enters the room followed by the distinct sound of crutches – a sound that soon becomes too familiar. Three females ranging from twenty one to fifty five walk in, give a cheerful “preevyet” Russian hello, and sit around the table. They each grab a mug, pour themselves tea and continue their conversations. Soon after two young guys, both with frames on just like the girls walk in and do the same.

I remember reading lots about this in other people’s journals, the many beautiful girls and the unique social environment in the clinic. The limb lengthening patients share the facilities and accommodations with patients that are undergoing corrective surgeries.  From what I had seen, all these patients were Russians and Ukrainians. Interestingly, their procedure also uses the same frames as the limb lengthening patients, so it gave us all a lot to talk about.

After finishing my tea I return to my room and find my roommate sitting up on his bed. We begin talking and it becomes clear that he’s become overly conscious of the appearance of his new legs. He explains that he may have made a mistake lengthening ten centimetres, compromising fair proportions for height. He spoke up and down about his fears of going home and having peers and strangers notice his legs and possibly confront him. It was interesting, an interesting conversation to have because it further proved to me that fears of proportions can at times be unreasonable.

He looked completely fine to me. Sure, his legs looked long and his tibia’s were taller than average but to anyone who didn’t know the truth – he really did look like any other person. Of course he saw things differently and that’s because he knows his own body. He knew what he had looked like all his life and now that he has removed the frames and revealed his new tibias’s he has become freaked out by the difference. In his attempt to convince me that his new legs are too long he showed me a picture of what he looked like before the surgery. Now here’s the part where I begin to panic.

Woah. That’s how much he grew?? I couldn’t believe how different he looked at 5’7. That’s when it really hit me that this surgery is no joke and that ten centimetres is not a small number. Here I am talking to a guy that is 180 centimetres, someone who’s presence you clearly feel in the room and whom especially among the other patients you know is tall. Yet, I’m looking at a picture of the same guy, but much shorter and completely without the presence he currently holds. For one reason or another, it freaked me out. Obviously I knew I would be taller, but seeing the difference in person was a reality check. If I went through with this and lengthened to ten centimetres like I had planned for, everyone would know that I got taller. There would be no hiding it and making up stories the way I had figured I would. This surgery really was going to make me a completely different person and was I really ready for that? We all want to be taller but jumping to four inches is a pretty big change.

Who said you have to do ten? Tonya asked as I sat in Oksana the administrator’s office. “If you do seven, it might not be as noticeable especially if you were already wearing lifts before.” I know.. I respond, but I didn’t come here to do seven. Seven isn’t enough, I don’t want to do this surgery and still be thinking about height after. I want to do as much as I can and be satisfied with that. “Yes, but you will be much happier than you are now with seven centimetres.” But I’ll be even happier with ten, won’t I? but am I really ready for that big of a difference? What am I really worried about here – whether I’m ready to be four inches taller or what everyone else will think if I’m four inches taller?

Who are you here for… yourself or your friends? James asks as he rests against the wall, now in the hallway of the clinic. Myself I guess... but obviously I care what others think, otherwise I wouldn’t be here. James being much older seemed like the right person to go to for advice and he quite clearly didn’t place the same emphasis as I did on friends. He didn’t see a reason to care about the opinions of others. Without hesitation he told me quite eloquently: fk what everyone else will think, fk what everyone else will say – this isn’t about them – this is about you and how you feel about yourself. No stranger will ever guess. Friends you see every now and then won’t assume something so drastic and your close friends, well tell them. They’re your real friends, aren’t they?

This made me feel much better. It was true, I’m doing this for myself. I have an image of who I am and who I want to be and it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. When I get home everyone will have to adjust, including myself but it will just be a hump I have to get over and in a year or two no one will remember what my height used to be. Besides, I control how much height I gain. If I want to stop, I’ll stop.

I thought about it for two more days. Going back and forth constantly in my head. This was tough. You know, you have this on your mind for so long, your lurk the forums everyday, you think about how much money you need for it, you think about the pain, you think about what you need to do to prepare, what you’re going to say to everyone and then you dream about the results but when you finally get to the point where you’re actually doing it.. signing the papers, paying the money… booking the surgery date. It all just hits you. Am I actually doing this? I’m not going to walk normally for months.. a year. My whole life is going to change. What if something goes wrong? Is this really worth it? 

If you haven’t booked a plane ticket home by this point, well then you’re in for the ride. All those thoughts slowly fade away and so begins the I have to do it. I came here for this. I want this. If I don’t do this, I will regret it forever. I’m strong. Everyone here is happy. Just do it.

Sign here.

Initial here.

Okay, Tuesday is your operation date. No drinking and no eating 12 hours before. Bring all your necessary valuables and be there for 10.

Title: PAYMENT/SPENDING MONEY
Post by: Stripes on February 19, 2016, 02:19:55 PM
PAYMENT/SPENDING MONEY

Figuring out a method of payment was a difficult process. Other patients I had talked to prior to arriving in Volgograd had advised against transferring money because of the amount of time it takes to transfer the money as well as various problems they faced. One patient had transferred the money and waited a week and a half but the money still never showed up - he had to contact his bank back home, they had to launch an investigation - long story short the whole process took three weeks and he lost a lot of money in fee's because both his home bank and the Russian bank refused to take responsibility. The clinic will not operate unless they receive payment in full so waiting around for a transfer for three weeks in not an ideal situation. Do NOT agree or allow any clinic/hospital/doctor to receive payment ahead of time. Wait until you arrive and have checked everything out and fully decided that this was where you are going to do your LL before you make a payment or sign any documents. I have seen a couple of patients come to the clinic and suddenly realize that they weren't ready for LL and head back home, if they had paid ahead of time they would have been screwed.

Knowing that transfers wouldn't be a good idea I went to my local bank purchased $15,000 in travellers cheques. When I told the office administrator at the clinic that I was going to pay in travellers cheques she freaked out and told me I was going to lose a lot of money because the banks take a percentage. I knew they were going to take a cut but I didn't realize that it was going to be so much. In Volgograd there is only 1 bank that accepts travellers cheques and they take a 6% cut which means I lost about $1000. Let's just say I wasn't too happy that day.

Make sure that before you head over to do your surgery that you communicate with your clinic's administration staff about the payment process. If you are able to pay with a debit or credit card, I would do it this way as it is the safest and quickest method. Contact your bank and explain that you will be making a large payment outside of the country and they will arrange to make the process easier without raising any red flags later. This is also the safest as you will be insured by your credit card company in case anything goes wrong.

As for extra cash and exchange rates, many of you have travelled frequently in the past but for those who are younger or who haven't had much experience with travelling make sure that you find the cheapest rate in which you can exchange your money. DO NOT exchange your money at the airport because they will take a HUGE cut. For spending cash, try to exchange your money in your own country by going to a currency exchange shop which are usually found in malls. Avoid going to banks because they also take large cuts for exchanges. I would recommend exchanging around $500 worth to bring with you, which should last you around a month if not more depending on where you're going. This way when you first arrive you won't need to worry about finding a bank or an ATM machine every time you're hungry, need to take a taxi or make a purchase. Of course make sure that you hide this money well and avoid telling anyone you're carrying cash on you.

In Volgograd in particular, there is an ATM machine in the building which you can use to take out cash when you need it. Thankfully the exchange rate on the machine is low. For patients in other countries, this might be a good alternative to the bank. Find an ATM with a low exchange rate as the one that you're using out of convenience might charge more than the one across the street.

*Once again: If you have ANY questions - PLEASE send me a personal message instead of asking on this journal.*
Title: Chapter Two: Surgery I
Post by: Stripes on March 13, 2016, 01:15:05 PM
Chapter Two: Surgery  I

Beep – Beep – Beep


My eyes shoot open and stare at the ceiling, my pupils move side to side as I take a small deep breath. Today is the day. I push the sheets away from my body and sit up on my bed slowly. Grabbing my phone I see that it’s 7:45 in the morning – I have some time.

I get up and walk over to the washroom and brush my teeth before taking a shower. I can’t help but think about how this will be the last time I’ll be able to do this so easily… I lean against the sink after I throw some clothes on and just stare at the mirror for a few minutes. Everything has added up to this day. All the stress of wearing lifts, the sad nights reading the forum, the constant height comparisons on the streets – with my friends – of celebrities. It’s all come down to today.

Knock knock.

I snap out of it – “Hey, sorry I’ll be out in a sec.” It’s Tonya – “Hurry up, we should leave soon.” – “Okay – coming give me a few.” Once I’m ready I gather my things and wake up my roommate to say goodbye. He wishes me good luck and we high five before I walk out the door. On the way to the elevator Tonya looks at me with the same concern I’ve seen on her face since I’ve arrived, “how are you feeling, ready?” I smile and say “Don’t worry, I feel good, I’m ready.”

She moves to grab a bag out of my hand but I stop her and put it on the floor. There was something I wanted to do before we left. I quickly walk into the fitness room and start the treadmill. If today was the day they break my legs, then today would be the last time I run. I jumped on and jogged for two minutes, trying my best to appreciate the feeling, but I guess the notion that “you don’t know what you have until it’s gone” only really holds true when it’s actually gone. I turned it off and let the ribbon pull me away until I hopped back on the floor.

I had been in this city for nearly a week at this point but it wasn’t until I was in the taxi on my way to the hospital that I really began to get a feel for the environment I was in. I leaned my head against the window as I breathed in the fume polluted air. The roads were bumpy and the streets were filthy. Every car was covered in a thick layer of dirt. I sighed as we passed a stray dog drinking muddy water out of a puddle. Tonya notices my gloomy mood but mistakenly attributes this to the weather. “The rain means good luck, yes? On my wedding day it also rained” she proclaimed. I laughed and said “well, I guess it’s my lucky day” as I leaned my head against the window.

Once in the hospital we sat and waited in a little room with two flimsy beds and a large window. There was another patient in the room with us – a big, tall fellow with a swollen foot. He never bothered to look up at us as he leaned his back against the wall and read his novel quietly.  Tonya and I spent what little time we had left discussing my feelings, her concerns and what to expect over the next several days. She asked me for what would be the last time if I had any remaining doubts. I told her that I really couldn’t be anymore ready.

Dr. Tsirkov knocks on the door and walks in sheepishly as he glances down at a clipboard.  “Passport” he says as I begin to scramble, patting through my jacket. Found it - He leaves with my passport and Tonya let’s out a sigh as if to say “okay, well I guess it’s time to go.” I make a joke that the next time she see’s me I’ll have no legs and she tries not to laugh as she gives me a light slap on the arm. She gives me her final best wishes and walks out the door. As if through a revolving door Dr. Sirkov walks in and hands me my passport. He leads me to another room, where a group of Russian doctors are arranged sporadically around the room. Some sitting on couches, others leaning against walls. One of them smoking as he sits on a table. There must be nearly a dozen eyes glancing in my direction.

 A large man sporting a gray military cut walks in with a mask over his mouth. He begins speaking and Tsirkov begins to translate: “if you are planning to sleep, the prices of both anesthetics will be 4000 rubles total.” I slowly panic as I realize that I only have 2000 rubles on me and that Tonya had just left. I take the first elevator down to the ATM machine near the entrance of the hospital.

INSUFFICIENT FUNDS.

I read that three times before I made my way back to the fourth floor – crap.

I go back to the room where my belongings sat and pulled out a $100 American bill. If the American dollar is as valuable as it’s supposed to be, this will be the test. I walk up to Tsirkov and tell him that I only have American funds and that I have no other way of getting rubles. He looks at me for a moment and then walks back into the room full of doctors. I stood there anxiously as I thought about the possibility that I may have to stay awake during the surgery; it made me nauseous. Finally Tsirkov walks out with the anesthesiologist and asked for the $100 bill, I give it to him and ask him to make sure that I get the most expensive anaesthesia. I really couldn’t afford to experience this week long headache I’ve heard so much about.

Tsirkov leads me to an empty room and tells me to wait here for ten minutes “A nurse will come to get you shortly.” I nervously ask him what will happen my belongings and he tells me not to worry, it will be moved. I open my mouth to tell him I have expensive valuables but he cuts me off to remind me that “I have much more important things to worry about.”

In these final moments I begin to reflect on the long journey that I have taken to get here. I flip through all the feelings of inadequacy I’ve felt over the years, all the thoughts that had brought me to this point. It’s crazy to think about how much of my life this has consumed recently – to the point that I’ve put everything on hold to be here.

The nurse comes to get me and asks me to follow her. She leads me to a room and gets me to strip and put on scrubs. We begin to walk through a series of backdoors. On the way we pass a big window where I see a group of surgeons hovering around an open body, their tools moving in and out. I begin to sweat as I realize that I’m really about to do this.

We get to a room and the nurse asks me to lay down on the operation table. She gets the IV flowing through me as the other nurses begin walking in as they tie their masks. Even with their faces covered, the girls here are so pretty. The anesthesiologist walks in and straightens out my spine, pushing my head forward. I feel a prick go through my spine - it’s incredibly uncomfortable. Three more. They feel like very internal mosquito bites. I lay on the table as Tsirkov walks in - still no sign of Barinov. A nurse attaches a device to my finger and wraps another device around my bicep, without looking I assume it’s to check my blood pressure and monitor my heart rate. I look at my other arm where the IV is connected to – my heart begins to beat very quickly - needles always make me uneasy.

As if on que, the anesthesiologist pulls out a large needle and begins poking my legs, asking me if I feel anything sharp. I say no. I begin to try and curl my toes, it’s very difficult… fk. I feel myself sweating – the anxiety begins hitting me all at once.

Not being being to feel my legs terrifies me – and it finally starts to hit me that I’m doing this. My mind begins to feel foggy but I’m not sure if it’s the anaesthesia. Is the same needle that made me feel numb supposed to put me to sleep – or do they give me gas? I start looking for the gas machine as I begin to lose feeling in my chest - breathing slowly as if I’m slipping under water. Why isn't Dr .......
Title: Surgery II
Post by: Stripes on March 13, 2016, 01:17:04 PM
Surgery  II

I wake up in a panic.

I can’t tell if I’m in a hospital room or if I’m being moved on a stretcher – everything is a daze.

I wake up again.

I roll my head over and see a nurse – she’s speaking circles in Russian.

I wake up again.

This time I’m frantic.

SHARP. CRIPPLING. PAIN runs through my back.

I’m screaming.

I’m in the corner of a bed in a dark room, screaming.  A nurse rushes in and pushes a needle in my leg.

I wake up again.

Barniov and Tsirkov are standing at the entrance of my room with coats on. I yell out at them immediately that my back is in crippling pain – they tell me that the nurse is coming – but she just came?

I wake up again.

The pain has faded. My mind is hazy, I see the frames on my legs but I pay them no attention.

Everything is dark.

I’m in nothing but my underwear. They’re wet. The bed feels wet.

A nurse with dark hair comes in and says PISS PISS as she puts a large bottle with the top cut off on the floor beside me.

I fall back asleep.

I wake up needing to use the washroom. This time it isn’ t piss piss.

I try to stand – BAD IDEA.

I shout out in pain.   I yell out to the NURSE, NURSE!    There’s a button beside me with a picture of a nurse – I must have hit it 50 times. It doesn’t work.

Two ladies from the room beside me come rushing out, they peer in the room and begin yelling.

SISTER, SISTER!

A memory from years ago comes back to me: my mom referring to a nurse as a sister as I sat confused.

SISTER! I scream.

She comes running in with a man that looks like a doctor, she pierces me with a needle.

Time passes before I begin to try to get to the washroom with the walker that was left beside my bed. I’m sweating and yelling as I try to lift my body with the walker. Two nurses are trying to support me, speaking frantically in Russian. I just need to get to the washroom.

Another nurse rushes towards me with a large plastic bowl with a handle, I realize what it is.

I shake my head aggressively. NO, NYET, NYET. I begin to move faster.

I’m in pain but none of it feels real. Everything feels like a dream.

I support my body pushing down on the walker and lift myself forward. I finally make it, drenched in sweat.

I wake up in the middle of the night with relatively clear mind. I try to recall everything that happened. It all felt like a dream, how many times did I pass out? The feeling in my legs instantly hits me. They feel so heavy. I can only move by lifting my body with my arms. My underwear is drenched. I feel so ashamed.

I don’t want Barinov to come into the room and have it smell like urine. It takes 20 minutes to take my boxers off – it takes another 30 to put another pair on. My legs are so sore. The pain is sharp every movement I make.

I begin to slowly peel the sheets off the bed, pulling at all four corners. The only part I can’t get off is the part I’m sitting on. I begin to shift my body slowly, trying to avoid moving my legs. A nurse walks in and begins to help me – it’s the PISS PISS nurse. I’m so embarrassed. She removes the sheets and replaces them with new ones and leaves.

A male doctor walks in, he speaks English. It was the same one that came in last night with the nurse. He asks me how I’m feeling, if I have any pain? I tell him I’m okay. His English starts to become more broken, I can no longer understand him but then he says “morphine” while pointing at my leg. I look at him and realize that I had been given morphine last night, that must be why I was able to make it to the washroom.

He leaves.

I sit there for awhile staring at my legs before pulling out baby wipes - there would be no showers for me anytime soon. I wipe away the sweat and urine as the sun starts to come up – my mind replaying the last twelve hours over and over again.
Title: Chapter Three: Hospital I
Post by: Stripes on March 14, 2016, 09:46:15 PM
Chapter Three: Hospital I

The man with the swollen foot who had been waiting in the room with me the day earlier arrived in a stretcher and was placed in the bed beside me.  His entire right leg was bandaged and he looked a bit drowsy – just came out of surgery I assume. I can’t help but wonder why they were carrying him in like royalty instead of just bringing him in with a wheelchair.

Well anyways, since we’ll be sharing a room we may as well get to know each other. I try to start up some conversation but he doesn’t speak much English – or rather, I don’t speak much Russian. After a moment of awkward acknowledgment that we weren’t ever going to have a real conversation he pulls out the same book from the day before and begins reading silently.

It’s been a day since my surgery now but I’ve only been fully awake for a few hours. The room I’m in is small but not crowded. There are two beds with tables by each one, a large window with a spacious sill behind us and a sink with two chairs lined up against the wall beside the door. There is a heater but no air conditioner and the fridge is in the cafeteria down the hall.

My legs are swollen and they’re very, very sore. That’s exactly how I would describe the pain – sore. There is sharp pain and there is aching pain and what I’m feeling right now on the first day is an aching-sore pain. It’s the type of pain you get when you press down on a bruise. It’s not entirely as bad as I expected it to be but it’s still very painful. I try to avoid moving my legs as much as I can because any slight movement causes me to yell.

Every six hours a nurse comes by to inject me with 30mg of keterol which is the painkiller they use here at the hospital. It works fairly well at keeping my legs from throbbing in pain and keeps things relatively comfortable until it wears off and everything begins to hurt again. Oddly, the injection itself is quite painful – probably because it’s going straight into the muscle.

As I begin to massage my leg to stimulate blood flow a lady’s voice begins yelling in the hall way. It’s the food lady – she walks into my room and begins shuffling through my things. She’s looking for my disposable bowls so that she can bring me some food from the cafeteria. Now when I say food I’m being quite generous. It’s barely even food, more like water and paste. Today’s lunch is noodles and warm milk. Barely the type of nutrition needed for someone who just came out of an invasive surgery – but at this point I’m so hungry I’ll eat paper machete.

A little while after I finish eating Dr. Tsirkov walks in with navy blue scrubs and turns immediately to my roommate. I take it that he is also Tsirkov’s patient which would explain why we were waiting together in the same room before my surgery. Finally, he turns to me and shakes my hand. I half jokingly tell him that I’ve missed him all this time and he responds with a stare. He asks me if my back was okay and begins to explain that the pain I had felt after the surgery was likely from the position stiffness and the injections.

He leans against the frame of my bed and says “okay, well let’s see you stand up.” I look at him and search for a smirk but he isn’t kidding. “Can you walk to bandage change?” he asks. “Uhh, I don’t think I can..” I respond.

“Yes, you can.”

He brings the walker to the edge of my bed and tells me to hold on the sides and lift myself up. I’m absolutely terrified. I sit up and try to move my legs off the bed but it hurts. With both hands Dr. Triskov gently grabs the frame on my right leg and moves my leg off the bed and does the same with the left. I always imagined that hitting the frames or touching the frames would be painful but it isn’t. I take a deep breath and hold on to the side of the walker and try to lift my body but I’m terrified that it will tip.

My roommate is watching anxiously now, his book in his lap. Dr. Tsirkov assures me that the walker won’t tip and that he’ll hold on to me just to make sure. Okay. I begin to push down on the handles to lift my butt up from the bed – AHHH fk. No. I can’t. It hurts. “Try again” he says. Okay, ARGHHHH. No. fk. Again, URGGHH  - fk almost, almost, ugh OW no. I can’t do it. I take back what I said about the pain not being as bad as I thought. It sucked.

Dr. Tsirkov tells me that standing for the first time is always the most difficult, but that it gets easier and that the pain fades quickly. Sigh.. okay. He gives me a little assistance this time and I manage to lift myself and straighten my legs – but I quickly lose balance – he grabs me and I hold myself up by pushing on the walker. He explains that the frames have added weight to my legs and on top of that my bones are broken and therefore I need to re-learn how to balance. He tells me that as long as I walk every single day, it will come easily. At this point – I absolutely do not believe him.

I take my first step forward – fk. That is fking painful. I don’t know if it’s where they’ve drilled the pins into my legs or if the pain is coming from where the bone is broken but no matter what angle I put pressure on my legs, it fking kills. He tells me to keep going.

“I can’t it hur..”

“Keep going..”

Okay.. second step. No, no I can’t. This is impossible.

He rolls his eyes: "first step always painful. Body must get used to pain first, then it will become easier.”

Alright.. like when? In six months?

“..walk.”

I begin to re-adjust and lift most of my weight with my arms and only slightly land on each leg, focusing instead on raising my legs off the ground.

I can’t believe I did this to myself. A day ago I could run a marathon backwards, today I can’t even lift my foot off the ground. This is fked.
Title: Hospital II
Post by: Stripes on March 15, 2016, 11:55:47 AM
Hospital II

“It is always tough in the beginning but you need to learn how to walk again – you are learning, see? Keep going.”

I’m still in the process of trying to get to the bandage room – it’s been five minutes and I’ve only just left my room. I keep trying – lifting one foot and shifting my weight and then landing that foot while lifting myself up in order to soften the pain. I’m smirking now because it’s getting a little easier – although I’m still in a lot of pain, it’s bearable. Besides, all I’m really doing at this point is lifting my body and moving forward rather than moving my legs.

We finally get to the room and change my bandages. They’re all bloody from where the pins go into my legs. A nurse assists Dr. Tsirkov as he cuts the bandages off and reveals my legs. This is the first time I get to see the pins without the bandages – it’s weird to see how they just go straight into my leg from one end and out the other. The nurse and Tsirkov scrub my legs with alcohol and place anti-septic soaked bandages around each of the pins before wrapping my legs back up with bandages. Dr. Tsirkov explains that I’ll need to do this every 7 days and then calls for the nurse to bring me a wheelchair and wheel me back to my room.

For most of the day I lay in bed and focus on trying to relax. I make sure to take all my supplements according to my plan and drink as much water as I can. Eventually, Dr. Barinov comes by and asks me how I’m feeling. I ask him why he broke my legs and he laughs and responds with “good question.” I like Dr. Barinov – he’s always very calm and a bit charming. He tells me that he expects me to walk for five hours and I begin laughing but he tells me it’s not a joke. I tell him that it’s a big joke because there is no way I can walk even an hour let alone five.

Like Tsirkov, he explains that I must keep moving my legs otherwise it will make walking much more difficult. It’s difficult for me to understand how I’m supposed to walk when my legs are in so much pain and the swelling hasn’t gone down. Not to mention that the wounds around my pin sites are still so fresh. He continues and explains that although my bones are broken the frames are holding them together as if they were still one piece and therefore I’m completely capable of walking and need to keep moving in order for my body to adjust to the change as well as ease the pain. It makes sense but it doesn’t change how difficult it is – I can’t help but think about the fact that neither Barinov or Tsirkov have ever had to go through this themselves.

Barinov leaves and I lay back down again and stare at the ceiling. All I can think about is how much I truly rely on my legs. I’m literally stuck on this bed right now. I can’t just get up anymore. I can’t even move my legs because of the pain right now. Lifting my leg KILLS. Turning my leg KILLS. Putting any pressure on my legs KILLS. I literally can’t do anything but sit or lay down. It feels in a way as if I’m paralyzed. I check to make sure everything is on my table and not close to the edges – I can’t have anything I need fall, otherwise I’ll never be able to get it.

I roll my head over to the side and look at my roommate. He’s still reading that book but he’s nearly finished it now. I try talking to him again but this time I use my hands and try to make out a few Russian words. He does the same and eventually we get a conversation going – I found out he’s 36 years old and that he married his childhood sweetheart. He has two sons that are eleven and five years old – the oldest plays the saxophone and the younger one likes to go fishing. He works in construction – has lived in Volgograd his entire life and enjoys hunting with his friends. I point to his foot and he explains that he injured it while playing football after work. Pleased with ourselves we both laugh and give a thumbs up – not bad for a vocabulary of fifteen words and a few hand signs.

Soon after, night time approaches and my biggest fear starts creeping up. I need to go to the bathroom again – fk. I can’t walk there I think to myself – but I have to. I reach out and struggle to grab the walker but eventually pull it towards me. I try to lift myself up but my arms are shaking too heavily. My roommate looks up from his book with amusement, uttering a few Russian words as he gives me a thumbs up. I manage to lift myself up as he cheers me on but I almost fall back down again as my knees begin to buckle.  I stand there for a minute and try to absorb the pain before I try taking the first step. I finally do it but it hurts so much. I figure out that I need to completely straighten my legs in order to ease the pain and I manage to push myself up this way.

It takes me ten minutes to walk out of my door – which is a two metre distance from my bed. It takes another ten minutes to walk another two metres into the hallway. At this point I’m so exhausted and I’m sweating from head to toe. I stand there panting and squinting my eyes from the massive headache I have from all the stress. By far this has to be the most difficult thing I have ever had to do in my life. It sucks but I have to bare through it – this is what I signed up for.

I stand in the middle of the hallway for three minutes – the washroom is another two metres away. I’m breathing so heavily at this point that the women in the room next time mine come out to check what’s going on. They see me and begin to call out for the nurse who eventually comes out of her room. She takes one look at me and then goes back into her room. I stand there anxiously for another minute until she comes back out with a needle in hand. She pulls my pants down slightly and injects the painkiller right into my buttocks – OUFF that hurts so much – there really needs to be a painkiller for these painkillers.

She assists me in walking the rest of the way but I come across a problem. The washroom entrance is tiny – literally the size of a small apartment coat closet. The walker doesn’t fit through the door unless you turn it – which means I need to completely turn my body. Sounds easy – but one day post surgery – it really isn’t. I lift myself up and turn sideways and the nurse helps me push the walker into the washroom. When I’m finally inside it takes me three minutes to adjust myself in the washroom and finally sit down. Ugh – finally I made it. I don’t have to worry about doing this again for several hours. I look and notice that there is no toilet paper… what the fk. Suddenly the nurse opens the door and hands me a roll. Okay – so I guess Russian hospitals don’t supply toilet paper – you need to bring your own.

When I finish I begin walking back to the room but this time it’s much easier – probably due to the painkillers. When I finally get to my bed I lay awake and just think. Sigh – I don’t really know what I expected… I knew this was going to be hard but I didn’t know how hard. Everyone says such different things – some patients say it’s not that bad but others say it’s brutal. All in all reading about this experience is far more different than actually going through it. It’s only been one day with the frames on and I’m already seeing just how difficult this all is.

I’m reminded of something an older patient at the clinic said to me: this experience is very personal – it’s a true test of strength, both mental and physical. If you can do this then you really have accomplished something amazing. Something to be proud of – this will probably be the most difficult thing you ever do in your life but in the end you will have gained much more than just height.
Title: Hospital III
Post by: Stripes on April 16, 2016, 06:44:33 AM
Hospital III

SNORE. Exhale. SNORE. Exhale.

Sigh. Well, guess I’m not falling back asleep now.

I lay in bed on my back, staring into the darkness. Tapping my fingers against the covers, I turn my head to look at my roommate. He’s a nice guy, I just wish he had better air circulation.

I pull back the covers and begin to move my legs. A little to the left, a little to the right. I try moving them up and down, but they’re too heavy. It’s still so painful, but I need to get used it. I start pushing against the pain and lifting my legs higher, every minute that passes gets me somewhere. I start to feel pretty confident. I start to think about the walk back from the washroom last night, it actually wasn’t that bad. I guess Tsirkov is right, the more I try the easier it becomes.

After about an hour I’m actually able to lift my legs in different directions. Sweet! I’m doing alright after all.

I need to use the washroom again. Hmm. I think I can make it this time, but what about the walker? I don’t want to ask another nurse to help me get it in... Maybe I can use the crutches? They’ll fit in no problem. I grab my crutches and adjust the length. This seems to wake my roommate up, light sleeper I guess. He pulls himself up and rubs his eyes. He see’s me holding the crutches and gives me a thumbs up.

I pull the walker close to me so I can lift myself up and then switch to the crutches. Standing up is a lot easier now that I’ve exercised my legs for an hour. I carefully lift my left arm off the walker to grab a crutch. It takes me three tries to finally do this without losing balance. I go to grab the other crutch. I hold myself up for two seconds before I completely lose balance and begin to tumble, making a very hard landing on my right leg. I scream. SO fking loud.

fk, fk, fk. I fall back onto the bed, in complete agony. My roommate begins yelling, SISTER, SISTER! For fks sake, how many times is this story going to repeat itself. I’m groaning loudly. This really hurts. The two ladies next door come out of their room, they start trying to calm me down, but it doesn’t help. I can’t understand them. One of them leaves to go get a nurse. Suddenly my roommate begins to laugh.

It’s one of those sort of nervous laughters, one where you can’t help it when you think about what just happened. I would laugh too. How stupid am I? Why the fk did I think I could use crutches? I can barely walk with the walker. I exercise my legs for an hour and suddenly I think I’m ready to do anything.

The nurse never comes and I stay in bed holding my right leg. fk. What if I broke it? It’s already broken. No, but what if I broke it more? I don’t know. I’m so stupid.

Hours pass and the morning comes. I keep asking for Tsirkov and he finally arrives. He asks me how I fell but I didn’t want to tell him I was stupid enough to try using the crutches. He tells me that I’ll be okay and that the frame is very strong, it’s meant to protect the leg against added force and weight. I told him that this was different, that I really hurt my leg and that I need to rest. He looks at it again and tells me that I haven’t broken any pins and that I’ll be okay, I just need to keep exercising my legs and being active. Ugh, again with this crap. I can’t be active when I’m in this much pain. He tells me I’m being lazy. This makes me mad, but I don’t say anything. He tells me to lift my left leg, I try. It’s really difficult but I do it. He tells me to do the same with my right, this one is much harder, it’s still in a lot of pain from the fall. I can’t do it I tell him.

He tells me that I need to spend the rest of the day trying to move my legs around and that the pain will go away. He leaves and tells me he’ll see me tomorrow.
Title: Hospital IV
Post by: Stripes on April 16, 2016, 06:55:59 AM
Hospital IV

I begin exercising my left leg but I let my right leg rest. My roommate tries encouraging me to get up and exercise but I tell him that I can’t, I injured my leg. He says something along the lines of “Tsirkov says normal” I look at him and pretend to shoot my leg and say “Tsirkov, still says normal” implying that if I got shot in the leg Tsirkov would still tell me it’s okay and that I need to exercise. He doesn’t respond to this.

The day started to go by and I was really angry with myself. I’m never going to heal well now. It’s going to take me forever to learn to walk again because now my leg is injured and I’ll have to wait for it to heal. This sucks.

I start to get really sad. My knees are in a lot of pain and they constantly feel locked. I had really bad knee problems from even before the surgery so I begin to think that my knees are the problem. fk. I shouldn’t have done this surgery. I’m never going to heal well, I’m going to have even worse knee problems. If I keep these frames on I’m going to get knee replacement surgery because of how much the added weight will deteriorate my joints. I call Tonya and tell her what happened. I tell her that I told Tsirkov but that he doesn’t believe that I’m hurt, she gets upset and tells me she’ll call him right away.

I lay in bed for the rest of the day, barely moving my legs. Tonya calls me back and tells me that Tsirkov said that I’m fine, I just need to get out of bed or else I’ll make it worse. I tell her that Tsirkov doesn’t understand, he’s not the one that fell. I can feel that something is wrong, he’s just being a classic doctor. I tell her I’m just going to keep resting and see how I feel tomorrow.

I barely eat today. I don’t want to have to go to the washroom again. I won’t be able to do it. I’m really starting to feel pathetic now. It’s only my second day. I can’t believe it. How do people go through this for 6 months to a year? I keep reminding myself of the 47 year old patient. If he’s doing it, why am I having such a hard time? Because I have bad knees, I tell myself. All those years wearing lifts have ruined my knees and now that I’m doing something about having to wear lifts, It comes back to bite me. It’s all a cycle.

I take a sleeping pill and wait an hour until I doze off.

I wake up in the middle of the night, my roommate is snoring again. Ugh, I’m so tired. I feel so drowsy. These pills are strong. Kay, go back to sleep.

.. I can’t. Ugh.

I try moving my legs, OW. What the fk.

Both of my knees are locked, I can’t move either one of my legs. Oh my god. It’s over, I’m screwed. I should have listened to Tsirkov, I shouldn’t have stayed in bed all day. I didn’t use my legs all day and now everything is locked up. fk.

I spend half an hour trying to move my legs, making very little progress. My knees really hurt. I HATE THESE fkING KNEES.

… fk. I need to go to the washroom. Every. fking. Night. Why did I hold it in? Why am I so stupid? I hate myself. Okay. I need to try moving my legs. I spent 30 minutes moving my legs against the pain. They stop being so stiff. Everything eases up a little. I start feeling a little better, but I’m still in a lot of pain.

I pull myself up on the walker and begin walking. fk. This is really, really, really hard. I’m putting in as much effort as I can to take centimetre’s worth of movement.  It takes me 15 minutes to walk to the door, longer than it’s taken me before. I’m fully drenched in sweat at this point.

I’m super drowsy from the sleeping pills, my knees are still locked and my right leg is really difficult to move. The pain is almost overwhelming. I keep stopping 3 minutes at a time. I make it to the middle of the hallway, the same place I always stop. This time, I know I won’t make it.

I just want to sit down. I feel like I’m going to faint. My roommate starts calling out to me. I can barely respond. I just start yelling out “sister, SISTER!”. This goes on forever. Finally an old lady wakes up and comes out of her room. She tries to help me but realizes I need a nurse, and quickly. She gets a nurse.

I can tell this nurse just woke up, she’s cranky. She stabs me with the painkiller and I motion that I need a wheelchair. She brings me one and I sit down. fk. I’m so exhausted. I sit there for so long just trying to catch my breath. The nurse starts to push the chair forward towards the washroom. When we get to the entrance I tell her to position the walker infront of the washroom, she does a horrible job of doing this and I have to put in 10 times more effort to readjust myself. She’s a bitch. She’s speaking to me in Russian and she’s being a bitch and not being helpful at all. She’s mad that I woke her up.

After 3 minutes of struggling, she makes me sit back down in the wheel chair and she aggressively pushes me back into my room. What the fk are you doing? I need to  . Oh my fking god, I’m so tired. She brings me into my room and then leaves.

What the fk.

Then she comes back with that stupid plastic bowl with the handle. fk.

She looks at me and says something, and I look at my roommate. He gives me a look and shrugs his shoulders. fk that. I look at her and say “Nyet.” She gets mad and I start to wheel away, heading back to the washroom.

She sighs and begins to push the chair. I start to feel better after having sat down for so long, and the painkillers had kicked in. I manage to get in the washroom, and I do my business.

Sigh. fk me man. Every night I have to struggle SO hard to go to the washroom. I can’t believe how difficult this all is. I’m really beginning to have regrets now.

I stay in there for 15 minutes, dreading having to go through the walk back.

Eventually I get up and do it.

Wait? My knees.. they’re not locking anymore. I don’t even really feel much pain. I begin to start taking faster and bigger steps. I make it back to the room in three minutes. What?

I don’t understand. Why is it suddenly so easy? What kind of painkillers did that nurse give me? Even my roommate is impressed. He claps when I reach my bed. I feel bad for him, I woke him up.

I lay in bed feeling much better. I start to realize that I’m an idiot and that I really just need to listen to what Sirkov tells me. This is his field of study, he’s had many patients go through this exact thing. He knows what he’s talking about and I need to just listen. I spent all day in bed and it made everything tighten up, now that I had to use my legs and put all my effort into it everything loosened up and the pain went away.

Then again, I really hope it’s not just the painkillers.
Title: Hospital V
Post by: Stripes on April 16, 2016, 07:27:27 AM
Hospital V

I stay in the hospital for a total of ten days. By the end of my time there I was barely eating as I couldn’t stomach the “food” anymore. My roommate had gone home and I was beginning to feel a little better. Unfortunately, a few days before I did the operation my phone had fallen and cracked so it was at the shop being fixed. The hospital doesn’t have WIFI and the internet stick Tonya purchased for me didn’t work with my mac – so I was stuck with an old phone that I could only make local phone calls with.

On the seventh day I managed to walk down an entire hallway, even though it took me twenty minutes. The painkiller keterol was my best friend, if I took it – I could walk. Walking of course was still difficult – but it was easier than the first few days. Of course I was in pain but it wasn’t as bad as it had been and in a way I was beginning to get used to it.

Two nights before I left another patient was admitted and placed in my room – this time it was a male correction patient. When I first saw him walking in with Dr. Tsirkov, I thought he was for certain going to be another lengthening patient because he stood at 161 CM. He didn’t speak a word of Russian but we communicated through google translate on his phone. He was 25 years old, working in St. Petersburg but came from the Ukraine. He was so fascinated by my frames and he revealed that his biggest dream was to do lengthening but that he couldn’t afford it – he told me with his wages it would take him 6 years to save up.

Feeling guilty, I try to convince him that height isn’t everything and that he shouldn’t think about it so much. He gives me a look as if to say fk off and then points at my legs and I nod without anything to say. “I wish I was your height” he says and I start to feel worse. As the conversation continues, it becomes heavy. “Sometimes, I ask god why he put me in this body? – What did I do to deserve this life?” I try to tell him not to think that way but it’s pointless. He tells me that he’s correcting his bowed leg because it’s just one less complex he’ll have and eventually he’ll do the lengthening and his life will be better. I say nothing.

I was so ready to leave the hospital and return to the clinic where there was real food and people to talk to. Halfway through the week, Max and another patient Andrew had come to visit me with Tonya. I was so happy to see them and talk to someone about what I was dealing with. They assured me that everyone went through the same things when they were in the hospital and that everything will get easier – the first two weeks are toughest. In fact, they told me I was lucky because I was returning to the clinic after only ten days – most patients stay 3 weeks and a few even stayed a couple of months. – I was only leaving because I demanded that I be brought back to the clinic – but this made me feel better anyways.

On the morning of the last day, Tonya walks into my room and I let out a loud cheer. She grabs my stuff and we begin to make our way to the elevator and out of the hospital. It takes me about 30 minutes to walk from my room to the exit of the building. I have never been happier to go outside in my life. It was snowing and the air felt so good. A cab pulls up and I struggle to maneuver my way inside the car but eventually I figure it out. It hurt to sit down so crammed but I was just so happy to be in a car.
Title: Chapter Four: Clinic Lengthening I
Post by: Stripes on April 16, 2016, 08:14:42 AM
Chapter Four: Clinic Lengthening I
0 - 1CM

Coming back to the clinic was great. The food was good, my roommate that spoke English was there and there was this new beautiful girl that was doing a correction procedure living next door.

On the second day I was back Dr. Tsirkov came to see me and gifted me with a small box wrench which he called a “key”. This of course is what I would use to turn the screws on the frame. He explained that I needed to turn each screw 90 degrees, four times a day for a total of 1MM a day.

He reminded me that I needed to get out of bed and start walking and stick to my stretches – I say yeah, yeah and he leaves. I set timers to remind myself to turn and I go back to sleep.

For the first few days, I spend most of my time in bed. Everyone tells me that I need to walk more because my muscles would atrophy quickly and it would become even more difficult to walk. I hate the pain and I think to myself that I’ll give my legs sometime to heal before I start walking. I stick to my stretches and I use the foot holders they gave us even though they slip off and are hard to put on.

On the third say since I left the hospital we have a party at night and eat Russian food that some of the local patients made and we drink a little – although I stick to a beer or two.

For the first week the pain remains strong – I take keterol in tablet form and it usually takes most of the soreness away – but walking is still difficult and really slow. Most of the other patients agree that I should be walking faster by now but almost everyday a new pain appears that makes it that much more difficult to walk for long periods of time.

There is a long hallway in the clinic that everyone walks up and down – it takes me about ten minutes to walk down one way and another ten to make it back. I hate this so much. I shouldn’t complain so much but I do – I always expect things to be easy and I always look for shortcuts. There is however, no shortcuts with this process – you either do it or you develop problems and have to stop.

Tonya says it’s because I’m still young and lazy – she doesn’t think young people should do this procedure. I don’t argue with her – but it’s so much easier for her to lecture when she’s not going through it.

After ten days of lengthening I reach 1CM and a lot of the pain has started to go away – it’s just difficult to walk because of the lack of balance and how much my muscles have weakened since surgery. I almost forget that I was in the hospital just a couple of weeks ago. It's still difficult to go to the bathroom - especially now that I don't use a bottle to pee but instead have to get up and walk out to the washrooms three times a night - but at least I'm not struggling as much.

I have noticed that it's a lot more difficult to hold in now though - if I need to pee or if I need to do the other business - it's almost a race against myself. I think the pressure and pain from walking makes it difficult not to piss myself every time I lift my leg and the same goes for the other route.

So now I'm at 22 days post surgery – 1CM down 9 CM of my goal left to go.. sigh.
Title: Clinic Lengthening II
Post by: Stripes on April 16, 2016, 08:47:38 PM
Clinic Lengthening II
1 – 2.3 CM

I wake up in the middle of the night to a sharp pain in my right leg. Ugh, every time I bend my leg it stings and aches. From what I can tell it’s coming from one of the pin sites at the top of my leg, just below my kneecap. I hit the light by my bed and pull the covers off so that I can get a closer look.

 , I’m bleeding. It’s not heavy but it’s going through the bandaging, fk. It’s the start of the weekend which means I can’t see a doctor until Monday. I grab my phone and text Mercutio: I’m bleeding from one of my pins and it really hurts when I move..

I try to go back to sleep but it’s impossible – it’s really starting to hurt now. I look over to the now empty bed on the other side of my room. My roommate who we’ll call Jordan 10CM had returned home a few days ago. We message each other everyday and he tells me that his mother and sister barely noticed anything because they always saw him in lifts but that his dad and his brother have been freaking out. He says that he’s been out around his city and that not one person has looked at him weird – he’s starting to get over his long legs and doesn’t think too much about his proportions anymore.

Mercutio responds: it’s probably pin cutting – don’t worry, everyone gets it... it sucks but it’ll go away after awhile. I bang my head against the pillow – urghhh. Things were going really well since I hit 1 CM, I was now at 2.3 CM and it had been such a breeze. Almost all the pain in my legs had completely disappeared and walking became a lot easier and faster. It felt like I never had the operation – until I tried standing up.

Trying to stand up was always very difficult – I still had almost zero balance and would almost tip over every time I stood up. I skyped a friend from home and when she saw me trying to stand up she almost cried. Once that happened I refused to let my mom see me walk every time she would video call me and ask, I didn’t want her to see me struggle that way.

I was walking more now that the pain had gone away – but it still took me a long time to walk down the hallway and it was still very tiring. Everyone still said I was much slower than I should have been at that point. But now – now I have pin cutting, and it really hurt.

I try to stand up and walk to the washroom but the pain was so strong – it was a sharp stinging pain, like a big paper cut that would stretch and cut deeper every time you moved. Eventually I get up and I push through the pain. I continue lengthening that day, and the day after and then the day after that until it was Monday. Every day that passed the pain got worse and the more difficult it became to walk. The pain had begun to spread to the areas around the pin as if there was bruising.

I walked down the hallway to the clinic and told Dr. Barinov that I was experiencing really bad pain in my left leg and that I was bleeding from one of the pins. He tells me to go the operating room to have my bandages removed by the nurse and that he’ll come have a look. I slowly sit down to take my shoes off and put the foot covers on, wear a surgical mask and put on a hair net. The operating room is a sterile room, so we must be covered up when they remove the bandages to prevent any bacteria from going near any of the pin sites. Once I do this I go into the room and I try to get on the surgical seat on my own but the pin cutting is so painful now that it’s become really difficult to bend my leg. The nurse helps me and begins to remove my bandages. The blood has dried and it stings every time she removes the bandages.

When she finally removes the bandages I take a look at the pin site and it looked really bad. The pin site had started to get a little bigger and there was bruising all around. She cleans it up and Dr. Barinov comes in to take a look. He confirms that it is in fact pin cutting and that right now it looks normal although I do have a lot of bruising. He says that I need to have my bandages removed everyday and that it will be treated until it goes away in order to prevent any infection. I ask if I need to stop turning but he says that it won’t be necessary and that it will go away on it’s own as I continue turning. I’m relieved – I don’t want to have to stop turning.

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Beginning of pincutting – removed bandages
 
Title: Clinic Lengthening III
Post by: Stripes on April 17, 2016, 06:27:19 AM
Clinic Lengthening III
2.3 – 2.7 CM

Since Jordan 10CM left, the patient who had been here the longest was Hanes. Hanes was 168CM when he arrived here from the states and was living in an apartment by himself nearby. He was a really cool laid back guy who made really hilarious comments and even though he only came by once a week – it was refreshing to see him. On one particular day – a few days after I first started having pin cutting – he came into my room with an x-ray and gathered Max, Alan and I together – he had lengthened 11 CM.

Woah. Eleven centimetres!! I thought ten was pushing it a little but eleven?! He explains that he had lost track and that he had thought he was still at 9 and was just pushing for one more centimetre to get to 10. Dr. Barinov was FURIOUS – he thinks Hanes did it on purpose and now he’s trying to force him to turn back – but Hanes is over the top – 11 puts him at 179CM – that’s a huge difference than 168CM and there was no way he was going to turn back.

Aren’t you worried about your proportions I ask him? “No! I had baby tibias – my legs finally look good now, they’re not too long.”

He was right, his legs were long but they didn’t look out of the ordinary. But it’s hard to tell – Jordan 10CM felt the same way about his legs at 10CM but when he removed the frames they looked much longer and he freaked out… but we’ll have to wait and see.

Hanes’s regeneration wasn’t too good so he was going to have to wait a few months before getting the nail. Fortunately for him, he had fixed any ballerina he had and only needed to deal with a little bit of knee bending.

As for me, I was at 2.7 now but my pin cutting had gotten so painful that I was no longer using my left leg much when I was walking – leaning instead on my right leg and dragging my left. Dr. Barinov and Tsirkov would stop and lecture me every time they saw me do this but it was just too painful to walk normally. I was taking keterol daily, but the pain was still too strong.

After about a week from the first sign of my pin cutting Dr. Barinov told me I needed to stop turning because the pin cutting was getting larger and because I had obviously been touching it - I had an infection. The hole from my pin site had become quite large and was unbelievably painful – sleeping was a nightmare, walking was torture and even just laying down was terrible. The pain was constant and it was getting worse everyday rather than better.

I was pissed but It was just part of the process and I knew this.

My friend from the hospital, the 161CM Ukrainian – who we’ll call Ukraine had left the hospital and was now living in the clinic. There were four of us in the clinic now – Ukraine, the beautiful blonde girl who we’ll call Amanda and her roommate – who I barely talked to.

Every morning we would meet in the lounge and drink tea, have breakfast and talk about life – through google translator. The pain sucked, lengthening was a slow process, I missed home and I missed being able to walk – but Amanda and Ukraine helped me get through it by providing company and lots of assistance – as they were correction patients, and could walk without crutches.

We would eat lunch and dinner together and then spend all night talking until we went to bed. They would teach me Russian and I would teach them English – it was fun – but I really wished I was still turning instead of just hanging out all the time.


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Pin cutting getting worse

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With friends at the clinic - lounge area
Title: Clinic Lengthening IV
Post by: Stripes on April 17, 2016, 07:31:26 AM
Clinic Lengthening IV
2.7 CM

WAIT – wait.. where are you putting that needle?

Dr. Barinov: I must put it through the infected area and draw the blood that’s spreading around the area – bruising is not good and the infected blood can spread to other areas.

It’s been 11 days since I last turned and my pin cutting has become a large hole in my leg. Apparently the infection from the pin site had spread down to where the bone gap is – or rather where they broke the bone. It didn’t hurt too much but you can see the bruising.

Every single day for the last three weeks I’ve had to wake up early and get my bandages changed, have all my pins cleaned and have my leg plastered with anti-septic and anti-biotic ointment. Worse even, Dr. Barinov and Tsirkov have had to stick a needle in the pin cut to make sure the anti-septic formula was getting in the right places – and it HURTS. This entire pin cutting experience has far exceeded the pain I had in the hospital after the surgery. From what everyone has told me – no one has had pin cutting this bad or for this long.

When I asked why pin cutting happens the explanation I was given was that certain parts of the leg are mainly soft tissue and muscle and as I lengthen, the pins cut through the soft tissue in those areas.

The nurse walks over and prepares the anaesthesia to numb the area before they begin to draw blood. Needles always make me nervous and having it go into my leg where there is bruising, and no bone because of the gap makes me want to puke. Dr. Barinov sticks it in and I almost faint even though the pain is minimal. I’m sweating heavily as they draw the blood out and Dr. Tsirkov adjusts the seat so that I lean back and can’t watch. It’s over in 30 seconds.

I walk back slowly after it’s all finished, dragging my left leg the entire way. Not being able to stand on my left leg without sharp pain has led to my right leg becoming much stronger than my left. Because of this, my left foot turns to the left rather than being straight. Dr. Barinov and Dr. Tsirkov scold me every morning to exercise my leg and to push through the pain in order to walk straight but it’s just too difficult.

Dr. Barinov warns that if I don’t deal with this now – I’m going to develop knee bending and that it’s going to further slow me down later because he won’t let me lengthen if I have knee bending.

At this point – I’m really pissed. I should be at 4CM now but instead I’ve been stuck at 2.7. The other patients tell me not to get too upset – everyone deals with some sort of set back at some point.

All this free time means I’ve been socializing a lot with all the patients – there are new patients coming everyday, so far all corrections patients. At this point me and Amanda start to get pretty close – she’s been coming into my room at night to watch movies for the last week and a half. She’s a hard girl to read – she’s used to attention from guys so she knows how to play games – but it’s annoying because I’m never really sure where I stand with her.

I’m careful not to make any moves just yet because I’m not sure how she would respond although we have been getting pretty intimate – without actually getting intimate. There is something so interesting about Russian girls – they’re so beautiful and flirty and a lot of times they’re completely forward with what they want – which is refreshing. But this girl seems to be different – she prefers a chase – so a chase is what I’ll give her.

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Pin cutting at its deepest - without infection

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Infection and bruising around the bone cut - where the needle was inserted into
Title: Clinic Lengthening V
Post by: Stripes on April 17, 2016, 03:22:31 PM
Clinic Lengthening V
2.7 – 3.2 CM

Eventually the pain from the pin cutting eases and the infection both from the pin cutting and where the bone was cut goes away. I had to take anti-biotic shots for two weeks – twice daily. Intramuscular injections are always painful and since they are usually given in the same area – they get worse each time because of the bruising. This finally meant that I could turn again even though I still had pin cutting pain – but at this point I couldn’t care less about the pain anymore and I just wanted to continue lengthening.

The issue I was having with my left leg was still there – my foot naturally pointed outwards to the left rather than pointing straight. I did manage to fix it in a week by forcing it straight and stretching but it came back later on. Things with Amanda had improved quite significantly – we were hooking up every night but she always wanted to take things more seriously than I did. I understood that this was temporary but as most girls do – she had expectations.

I liked being in the clinic because of the company, the luxury of living on the same floor as the clinic, having easy access to doctors and nurses, the fitness room and of course the girls and parties but I absolutely could no longer stand eating the food anymore. The food we were provided was from a “caterer” next door and in the beginning I enjoyed it but the food was so plain, so cheap, so oily and repetitive that I couldn’t even look at it anymore. I resorted to ordering food from restaurants, fast food delivery places, pizza and getting Tonya to bring McDonalds or Subway.

I lengthen to around 3.2CM but I do this by turning twice a day instead of four which takes me twice as long. I wanted to go slow to give the pin cutting a chance to heal but I really was going crazy having this process take so long. A new lengthening patient who was a local had arrived a month and a half after me and was already catching up to me.

Eventually Amanda is finished her recovery and she returns home. It’s been almost exactly two months since I had the surgery and it was coming up to the time where I had to pay for the next month’s rent for the clinic. I was the only international patient living in the clinic whereas everyone else had rented beautiful apartment that were a quarter of what I was paying to live here.

I started to calculate the money I had left and how much I would have left over after I paid for the nail surgery. One thing was for certain – it made zero sense for me to stay in clinic anymore. I could get a very modern studio apartment, with my own bathroom, bed/sofa, kitchen and privacy that was close to the clinic and would only cost $300 USD. Besides, I was paying way too much money to have food delivered and I couldn’t wait to have my own kitchen to cook real food in.

So it was settled then, out the clinic I go.
Title: Chapter Five: Apartment Lengthening I
Post by: Stripes on April 17, 2016, 04:15:50 PM
Chapter Five: Apartment Lengthening I
3.2 CM

Tonya helps me look for an apartment close to the clinic and we find a nice one a couple of days after looking. The morning before I left Dr. Tsirkov came into my room to tell me that he expects to see me at least 3 times a week at the clinic exercising and stretching – moving out isn’t an excuse to be lazy he reminds me.

Tonya refers me and the other international patients to Alexey, a man in late 20’s who speaks English and can help us purchase groceries and do other small tasks. He comes twice a week – on Tuesday’s and Saturday’s and delivers groceries. We pay him 5000 rubles which is the equivalent of $80 USD. I like him because he’s efficient, quick and always on time.

I settle into the apartment in no time and start cooking daily meals – much healthier than what I was eating in the clinic. For breakfast I would boil two eggs, eat rye crackers with peanut butter spread and a banana. Afterwards I would make a protein shake for lunch and eat any leftovers from dinner the night before – which ranged from tuna salad to chicken pasta to hamburgers. No matter what dinner was – it always had either a chicken breast, ground beef or tuna base.

It’s difficult to cook and the process usually takes two hours – cutting vegetables and preparing meat is time consuming, especially when you can’t walk and need to balance on crutches. The kitchen gets to be pretty messy after a week but a cleaning lady named Nadya comes every Friday to clean the place down – all the international patients pay her 1000 rubles which is the equivalent of $15 USD.

Since groceries are relatively cheap in Russia, I never end up spending too much and the fridge is always full. My monthly expenses add up to: rent + internet = $315 USD + Alexey’s services = $80 USD + Nadya’s cleaning services = $60 USD + groceries = $90 USD = $545 USD which is half of what I was paying to stay in the clinic.
Title: Apartment Lengthening II
Post by: Stripes on April 18, 2016, 10:29:29 AM
Apartment Lengthening II
3.2 – 4 CM

Once every month Tonya takes the patients to get an x-ray taken at a nearby clinic. The clinic is modern and the staff are all friendly and if needed the security guard will grab a wheelchair to wheel you into the facility rather than taking the stairs. The exciting part of getting an x-ray taken is being able to measure how much you actually lengthened and how good or bad your bone regeneration is.

At 2 months and one-week post surgery, I thought I was still at 3.2CM but after taking an x-ray it turned out that I was actually at 3.5CM on my left leg and 4CM on my right. This isn’t unusual – sometimes you turn a little more and a little less and discrepancies happen. You can wait until the end to fix it or you can stop on one leg and fix it now. I was beginning to walk weird and since I was already leaning on my right leg more, I chose to fix it immediately.

The doctors said my regeneration was okay – not too good, but not bad either. I blame it on the fact that I was barely eating – and the food that I did wasn’t very nutritious. I’m hoping that now that I’m in the apartment and eating well, that my next x-ray will show great regeneration.

At 3.5 – 4CM the pain I’m experiencing changes every few days. The worse type of pain that I’ve experienced so far other than pin cutting is probably nerve pain. This type of pain causes the legs and feet to go numb and if you touch the skin with your hands or even bed sheets it feels as if your skin is literally on fire. If you’ve ever had your leg go numb and then knocked it against something, you’ll know exactly what I’m talking about. Dr. Barinov explained that this is because of nerve lengthening. This pain appeared in the beginning as well around the 2.3 CM mark to about 3 CM.

Other pain I experienced at this point was minor muscle pain felt in different areas and would get worse the longer I was lengthening consistently. If I took a day or two break it usually would ease up until I started lengthening for a few days in a row. Also I experienced lots of knee pain when walking and stretching – this would usually last for four days at a time coming and going every week or so.

At one point I had a sharp pain on the right side of my right leg where the fibula bone was broken, it really hurt to walk on and I had to walk side to side and drag to minimize the pain. Of course keterol helped get rid of most of the pain I experienced – expect for the nerve pain. Sleeping wasn’t much of a problem because I would take keterol and the sleeping aids.

It was also around this time that the first signs of ballerina started to creep up – it was small at this point – I was still able to place my heel on the floor when I walked. I also developed a little bit of knee bending on my right leg but I fixed this pretty quickly.

As far as life was going - I was happy. Lengthening was beginning to pick up, I was cooking and eating well, I had lots of free time to do some reading and catch up on a few shows. I was only going to the clinic once a week to have my bandages changed - even though Dr. Tsirkov told me he was mad that I wasn't coming more often. Everyone that was living in the clinic was Russian now and only two of them spoke english. Jerry and Lisa - Jerry was doing limb lengthening and Lisa was a corrections patient. Ukraine had gone home at this point but planned on coming to see me before I went back home. At this point I would only see the other international LL patients when I went in to get my bandage changed - as we all usually had our appointments on the same day. Max had finished his lengthening at 7.5 CM and was given the good news that he had very good regeneration - so he decided that he wouldn't get the nail and wait it out and go full external. Andrew who lived with Max and the older patient Jerry, was 1CM short of his goal of 9CM and was still turning. He came here at 156 and was soon going to be 165CM. Jerry the older patient was still lengthening as well and was 7CM at this point - he had dealt with his back issues but still had lots of pain that was keeping him awake at night. Hanes of course was just relaxing now, waiting to be able to get the nail and enjoying his 11 CM.
Title: Apartment Lengthening III
Post by: Stripes on April 18, 2016, 01:26:22 PM
Apartment Lengthening III
4 - 6 CM

Lisa the corrections patient that was living in the clinic has to be one of the most energetic people I have ever met. She wanted to make the best out of the time she had to kill so she was always planning something for all of us to do. Usually it was trips to museums, art galleries, live theatres and tourist attractions. I usually opted out of going to these events because of the large amount of walking that was required – although I did go to the art gallery once only for it to be closed.

Max often went whenever he could – even though most of the attractions were only in Russian. He wanted to learn the language and also get the most out of his experience and time so he always tagged along. At this point he was also a master walker, he walked more than any of the other LL patients and that’s probably why he didn’t have as much pain and also had great regeneration. Unfortunately, though, he suffered quite a bit from ballerina and knee bending mainly because he was born with foot inversion which made it difficult to solve his contractures.

He would spend hours in the fitness room stretching and using foot holders and would walk from his apartment to the clinic – usually an hour and half journey. At the time Max and I became pretty close – we were the same starting height, we came from similar places and we understood each other’s struggles. He was a shoulder to cry on and we helped each other get through the process.

Every Tuesday – Max, Lisa, Andrew, Hanes and two other corrections patients Tina and Tanya would go to a restaurant in the mall that offered a Tuesday 50% off special. It was always fun to catch up with everyone and get out of the apartment. We all came from different places and had different cultures but everyone enjoyed learning about one another and talking about back home.

Max began a relationship with one of the girls Tina from the clinic and they were spending a lot of time together. She would be going home soon but it was nice for him to have someone to get close to and to help around with at home. There was another girl at the clinic that I started to have a crush on but I didn’t go to the clinic enough to pursue it – although sometimes I wish I had. Being able to get close to some of the girls is easy if you know how and it’s one of the best parts of this experience – but it’s also time consuming and can be a distraction.

I was at 6CM now and could really start to see a difference in myself. It felt good to look in the mirror – I looked better. The other LL patients would comment every time they would see me that I was looking taller and it made me feel good – but I was still far from my goal. Things were starting to become a little more difficult now. My ballerina was getting worse and it was becoming more and more difficult to walk or stand for long periods. Standing up was really difficult now because I would stand on my tippy toes from the ballerina and would often have to position my crutches behind me in order not to lose balance from leaning forward.

The lengthening pain was more consistent now – much more muscle soreness, lots of pain from the ballerina in the ankle area, throbbing pain from the bone cut, minor pin cutting both at the top and bottom pins and overall discomfort and pain from walking or standing. I was really becoming stressed over my immobility, I hated the fact that it took me 4 times as long to do everything and it drove me crazy that I couldn’t just stand up and walk to the kitchen when I was hungry. Of course it’s something you anticipate, prepare for and just learn to deal with but overtime it begins to drive you crazy. Many nights I simply dream about just walking normally – and I think more and more about what life will be like when everything goes back to normal.

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Title: Reflection: Everyone is different
Post by: Stripes on April 18, 2016, 04:30:54 PM
Reflection: Everyone is different
Written at 6 CM

One thing that I learned pretty quickly while on this journey is that every person will have a completely unique experience with LL. What one person achieves another person will fail to accomplish and what one person finds easy the other will find difficult. In many ways it’s almost pointless to point at one person and think of them as an example of what will happen during LL. Each body has certain limitations as well as strengths and weaknesses and so it’s difficult to anticipate what obstacles each person will be faced with.

I for example was lucky to get to 6 CM without a single pin break. Other patients have had to deal with 9 – 20 bin breaks and I believe RGKEY was in the area of 30 pin breaks. I can’t explain why I haven’t had this problem – but neither can I explain why I had such severe pin cutting while the other LL patients barely had any pin cutting that lasted longer than 4 days.

Max is able to walk long distances and throughout most of his LL journey he didn’t need to use any painkillers because his pain was minimal. I however have had lots of pain throughout the process and can’t walk for long periods of time. Max on the other hand has had bad ballerina and knee bending since 5CM and has had to work twice as hard to fix it – and even then it refuses to go away completely.

On the flip side Andrew has done no stretching and barely any walking and only developed ballerina at the 8CM mark. He however, unlike Max has had horrible regeneration almost the entire process and has taken painkillers nearly everyday since surgery. He was also able to lengthen consistently to 7CM in 60 days – something none of us other than Mercutio has been able to do.

Mercutio it seems is in a league entirely of his own – when I first started this journey I was excited because I thought I could reach 10 CM, get the nail and go home in 4.5 months like Mercutio. Of course my experience has been completely different – he had minimal pain and I had tons of pain – he lengthened consistently, I took many breaks – he didn’t develop contractures and I have pretty heavy ballerina and am only at 6CM after 4 months. Of course – he walked and stretched far more than I had said I would.

Jordan 10CM was also one of those people that reached 10 CM easily without having too many problems or dealing with much pain – although his regeneration was weak by the time he was finished his lengthening. Hanes has lengthened the most but he also dealt with lots of pain in the beginning as well as contractures – though he managed to solve this much easier than the rest of us. But in the end he also had poor regeneration and had to wait to get the nail – whereas Mercutio and Max were ready for the nail as soon as they were done lengthening (although Max chose not to).

Then there is Jerry who has dealt with a whole heap of complications that none of us experienced such as back issues and later on bone cutting from such poor regeneration – but he was the most flexible out of everyone and even though he was the oldest, developed the least ballerina and knee bending.

The best thing to do is avoid comparing yourself to everyone else and to do work your hardest to stretch, walk, supplement and eat well – but as I’ve learned – all of this is much easier said than done.
Title: Apartment Lengthening IV
Post by: Stripes on April 29, 2016, 10:38:58 PM
Apartment Lengthening IV
6 - 8 CM

“Bro, you really need to fix that”

Max says to me as soon he sees me walk into the fitness room.

My left heel was completely off the ground – the ballerina had completely caught up to me now. I couldn’t stand or walk without being on my tippy-toes and both my legs were starting to bend. I was at 6.0 CM and I was racing against time. I was not stretching and I was not walking – I was doing nothing but turning. I did not care anymore about anything other than finishing lengthening so that I could just get out of this place.

I was starting to go a little crazy in my lonely apartment, sitting on a couch on the 8th floor in Russia with nothing to do but wait for the day to end. In the beginning I used to read books and watch films now I smoke cigarettes and stare at the wall.

“Don’t smoke” they all tell me.

“Don’t you care about non-union?” They say.

I just want to go home.

It’s been one month and a half since I moved out of the clinic. I used to cook everyday – watching a movie as I cut the vegetables. 2, 3 hours I would spend: walk to the fridge, take vegetables and meat out and place on table, walk over to sink, take vegetables from table to the counter and wash, sit down, cut vegetables, cut meat, stand up – don’t fall, turn on the stove, you didn’t wash the pan, shift over to the sink, wash pan, need to sit down legs are tired, reach over from seat and put meat on pan.

After a month I just couldn’t do it. I was lengthening without any breaks and the pain was getting to me. I should have been stretching – I could have avoided the ballerina. I should have been walking – I could have avoided the knee bending. But I only wanted to focus on one thing. I wanted to just get to my desired height and fix everything after while I waited to get the nail.

“You can’t get the nail if you have contractions” Dr. Barinov says.

I begin to turn 5 times a day – I need to make this go by faster. I can’t stand this anymore. I’m surrounded by boxes of pizza and leftover chicken. The apartment smells of tobacco and the same songs have been playing over and over again. I’m stressed but it’s not the lengthening that’s driven me over the edge – it’s problems back home.

I’ve been here too long now. Never has four months felt like this. The thought of being here for another four months gives me a headache. I lost my girl, my friends don’t know where I am, I’m running out of money and I don’t know when I’ll be able to walk normally again. I can’t sleep anymore – I’m turning too much – those extra turns create a type of pain that painkillers can’t fix. I go back to turning 4 times a day but at least I got those extra millimetres in, right? ..right?

It’s Tuesday now and I’m in the X-ray clinic waiting for Tonya. As soon as she sees me she begins asking questions. “Why do you look so tired?” “Why have you become so skinny?” I tell her that I’ve stopped cooking and I’ve been having trouble sleeping. She tells me: “I will solve this, I promise.” She asks me how many CM have I reached and I tell her that I should be at 7. “Very good, will you stop now?” She asks. “No, of course not. I want to get to 10, otherwise it’s not worth it.” She shakes her head “what happened to all the things you said when you first got here, remember how you were freaking out about your friends knowing?”

“I don’t care about them anymore, 7 CM isn’t what I came for and it’s not what I’m going to leave with.” I snap back. She gets quiet and looks down at her hands and says “my sister is a wonderful cook, I can ask her to come cook for you if you’d like?” – I force a smile “yeah, that would be great. I really need some help right now.”

The secretary calls my name and I walk into the X-ray room. When I’m finished I slowly make my way back over to where Tonya is sitting. She tells me that she really doesn’t like the way I’m walking and she reminds me that I promised her I would stretch now that I’m in the apartment alone. I tell her that I’ve just been caught up in my own thoughts and that I’ve been distracted. She shakes her head and tells me that she’s not going to process applications for patients that are as young as me anymore.

“You young guys don’t know how to help yourselves. You’re lazy and you think everything is easy. You don’t have the discipline to do something so dangerous like this and your too young to handle it.” I’ve heard this all before and it was too true to piss me off anymore. I had let myself go and I wasn’t taking care of myself anymore. Maybe I couldn’t handle it like I thought.

A lady comes around with my X-rays and hands it to me. I take it out of the package and place it against the light. Tonya comments that my regeneration looks really good and I nod my head in agreement. I pull out a ruler from my bag and measure the gap in each of my tibia’s on the X-ray. Wait – no way.

I’m at 8CM! How did this happen? Suddenly, my mood completely changes. This means I get to knock ten days off my schedule. I guess those extra turns were worth it – I only have 20 days of lengthening left now. I get in a cab and head to the Da Vinci clinic. Once I get out of the elevator I walk to the fitness room hoping to find Max or Jerry but Dr. Barinov calls out my name and stops me.

“I’m serious – you need to stop lengthening immediately. Look at your contractions, it is not acceptable. If you don’t listen we will take your key and no longer extend your columns and that will be the end of your lengthening. You need to stretch and you need to walk and fix these problems otherwise you will have serious trouble ahead.”


I nod and look down on the floor.
Title: Reflection: Two types of patients and the dangers of the forum
Post by: Stripes on April 30, 2016, 12:46:21 AM
Reflection: Two types of patients and the dangers of the forum
Written at 8 CM

From my experience doing LL and being surrounded by other patients – I’ve learned that there are two types of LL patients. The first wants nothing but to be taller – the average height is what he strives for and the average height is what he is content with. He did not come to become the tallest guy in the room, he came so that he was no longer the shortest. The second is a different beast – he looks to meet some ideal standard of self perfection. Once the height is taken care of next will come the nose job, the dental veneers or the ever so mythical arm lengthening.

My dear friend Max is the first type of patient – he understands his limits and he wants to be happy with what he accomplished. Then there is myself – since I managed to grow taller why don’t I also invest in a Hollywood smile? Speaking of smiles, my nose droops whenever I do– why not fix that as well? What about the height I gained – why not also wear lifts and be even taller? But where does it end?

Jimmy the older patient, sits in the fitness room with me as we stretch. “Have you ever done any work to your face?” I ask him. He smirks and says “I’m a private person remember?” I laugh and say okay – I take it as a yes. I show him what I want fixed about my nose and he agrees that it should be done if it’s what I want. “Why not? Beauty is important – I think I’ll get a chin implant; I’ve always wanted a pointier chin" he says as he stares at his reflection in the mirror against the wall.

I recall having a conversation with a female friend: “I think I’m going to get veneers, since they’re so cheap here.” She stops chewing and looks right at me “…why? What the hell is wrong with your teeth? You have such nice teeth…besides teeth are what gives everyone their character.” But I didn’t see it this way – I wanted to have a perfect smile – not teeth with character. The problem is… if she had told me she wanted a new set of teeth or a new nose – I would have freaked out. I love her nose and I love her teeth – even if they’re a bit small and come forward a bit – it’s what makes her… well her.

So where does all this come from? For me – I’m a perfectionist in everything I do. I set standards for myself that sometimes are out of reach and it’s because I have an image of the ideal self that I constantly strive for. What happens though is that sometimes I latch on to an ideal feature that absolutely no one in the world cares about or would ever notice. In fact I do this so often now that every week there seems to be something new. But that's exactly what this nagging habit of mine is - new. I never did this before LL – I never noticed these things that no one else notices.

The forum is a wonderful resource. Without it – how many of us would have done this operation? How many of us would have known where to go? Who else would we have talked to? But deep down under all the journals exists this evil that is proportions threads. The countless questions asking “are my fingers too short? Where do I get a longer neck? Will my ex love me if I lengthen my clavicle? What about these arms, how do I get them to match my legs?” They are absolutely ridiculous and if you read them you will fall down a spiral of self loathing over something you never cared about in your life. Something no one cares about.

Before you discovered these forums and learned about arm proportions – when did you ever look at or analyze someone’s arms? Did you ever even notice that some people had longer arms than others? Did you know how long your friend’s arms were? Did you ever think your arms looked too short? I never did – everyone just looked different. Now, whenever I see posts about proportions I never open them because I don’t want to develop another complex about something I can’t change or have never even noticed before.

A few summers ago I lived with a friend in a cozy, frat style apartment in the downtown core. My buddy was your typical aggressive, athletic, macho type. There wasn’t a weekend where he didn’t have a girl in his bed or a day that you felt he wasn’t himself. He was just always cool and had a cold confidence about him. So near the end of the summer he tells me that he’s going to visit some family overseas for a few weeks and that he’ll be back in time for my birthday the following month.

So the weeks go by and my birthday comes around – my buddy had arrived back in town the night before. I had been busy that night and couldn’t make it out to an event that all my friends including him had gone to. I threw a big party at my place on the day of my birthday and one of my buddies comes up to me and asks me if I’ve seen my old roommate yet. I tell him that I haven’t and he makes a “ouff, this should be good” face before changing the subject. Too drunk to probe I make my way over to the kitchen to see where my girlfriend was. Suddenly, the front door opens and I see my friend walk in and take his shoes off. I call out to him with excitement and he turns around and without a second to spare he says “what’s up buddy, what you think?”

… woah what the fk. What the hell happened to your face man, did you fking get beat up? His face looked so different – it was swollen in some areas and there was just something that made him look like a completely different guy. “Wait.. no. Shut the fk up, did you fking get a nose job?” He did. My super masculine and confident buddy, who we all thought had been visiting family got a fking nose job.

We walk outside to the porch with a couple of beers and talk. “Why didn’t you tell me man? Why did you even do it? What the hell was wrong with your nose before? I can’t even remember what it looked like.” – he laughs and says “really? You never noticed my nose before? I had the biggest bump and the tip drooped. It was fking ugly.” I literally had never noticed anything weird about his nose. He shakes his head “It’s so weird to hear you say that, I always thought everyone noticed it. Sometimes I wouldn’t even want to leave the house I was so insecure about it. I’ve been looking up rhinoplasty for years”  I couldn’t believe it. I never would have guessed this guy had any insecurities about his nose – to the point where he was embarrassed to go out in public.

After many discussions with my friends we all came to the same conclusion. None of us had ever thought anything of his nose – we all thought he looked great. In fact – we sort of wished he looked the same way as he did before. I mean his nose was beautiful now – but he looked so different. He’s not the same guy we knew – we liked him for him – and maybe if he had told us we could have convinced him that it was all in his head.

Yet here I am. 
Title: Apartment Lengthening VI
Post by: Stripes on April 30, 2016, 07:39:20 PM
Apartment Lengthening VI
8 CM

The 10 days after I got my last X-ray were much more gentle and relaxed. I of course had to stop lengthening and I threw away every last cigarette that I had. I was only smoking for a week but it really had helped me get through some things I couldn’t shake out of my head. The nicest part of not having to lengthen is that after about 4 days most of the pain completely disappears and by the end of a week your legs almost feel completely normal.

For the first time I was walking consistently everyday – usually playing an album that I like and trying to walk around my apartment from the first song to the last. The reason walking is good for bone regeneration is that every time your bone cells come under load they release ATP which stimulates the formation of new bone. As I’ve mentioned before, Max has walked so much that his bone regeneration means he doesn’t need to get the nail because his bones should consolidate two months after he would plan to get the nail anyways. 

Another reason walking is so important is because it forces your legs to stretch which helps relieve and prevent knee bending. For me in particular, I was trying to force my weight down on my ballerina to help stretch my Achilles tendon. When I wasn’t walking I was using a really strong and tight foot holder that would force my foot in dorsiflexion past 90 degrees. It was painful and I usually couldn’t keep it on for longer than 45-60 minutes at a time but overall it was on my feet for at least 6 full hours throughout the day.

Thankfully my ballerina had gotten a lot better over those 10 days – just not lengthening allows the ballerina to relax and gives the muscles and tendons time to adjust to the increased bone growth. Obviously, I still had a long way to go until the ballerina completely disappeared – about a month of no lengthening and daily stretching. Of course I didn’t have a month right now – my goal was only to get the ballerina down to an acceptable level so that Dr. Barinov would let me finish my lengthening. An acceptable level for me still meant that my heel couldn’t touch the ground but that I was able to walk straight and maintain proper form and balance.

Tonya’s sister Ira was coming every other day to cook for me. I was extremely happy, the food was delicious and she made 6 meals to last two days. I paid her 600 rubles (9 USD) every morning that she came in – usually for two hours’ worth of work. Alexey my errand boy was still getting groceries for me and he would usually hang out for a little bit on the days that he came by. He was glad that I wasn’t smoking anymore and that I seemed to be in higher spirits than the past couple of weeks. I asked him to purchase a dumbbell set and some fitness bands so that I could work a little on my upper body since I was getting so skinny. Dr. Barinov had told me it was best not to exercise too much as the body needs all the energy and nutrients it can get to heal the bone and grow the surrounding tissue. Fortunately, the one thing I have managed to stay consistent with is proper supplementation and nutrition. Since the first day of the surgery I have not missed a dose of calcium, lysine, vitamin D, multi-vitamin or fish oil.

Now all I was waiting for was for the weekend to end so that I could see Dr. Barinov and ask to have my columns extended.
Title: Reflection: Being certain without rushing
Post by: Stripes on April 30, 2016, 08:07:40 PM
Reflection: Being certain without rushing

While at the clinic we kept getting word that there was a new patient coming from Australia. At the time I didn’t have a roommate and I was told he would room with me because I was the only patient who could speak English. Naturally, I was excited to have another patient join and to be able to fill in on everything  - the same way Jordan 10CM and Max did when I first arrived.

At around ten one night I hear a knock on the door and a young guy around 171 CM walks in with a suitcase and an older lady following him. I’ve never seen this lady before so I assumed it was his mother because she spoke perfect English and didn’t have a Russian accent. He said hello and came over to shake my hand and the lady began to tell him that she would be back tomorrow morning to check in on him and that he needed to have blood work taken at twelve.

I later found out that it was Irene – who essentially does what Tonya does – but has been with the clinic much longer. We’ll call our Australian friend Calvin. Calvin begins to unpack his belongings and we start talking about the surgery, his concerns, and what led him to this point. For the most part everything he told me was similar to the experiences almost all of us have had that led us to wanting to do this procedure.

His story goes like this: He never worried about his height until he got to the end of high school and all his friends were growing and going to university just made him more aware of his stature. To make things worse, all his male cousins were over 6 feet tall as are many males in Australia. His complex really started to begin when a co-worker commented on how short and stubby his legs were and since he worked in an office and had to wear a suit and suit pants he always looked disproportionate and short.

He had been researching this process for a while and went through some of the journals and knew he was going to do this for about a year. He only wanted to 5-6 CM and the only person he told he was doing this was his girlfriend who of course was completely against it. He told his employer, friends and family that he was going to do some travelling and his plan was to fake an accident and come home after three months were over and then recover at home.

Wait, did he just say 3 months? “You know.. you’re going to be here longer than three months, right?” I say. “What? Irene told me lengthening would take 50 days and then I could get the nail and go home.” He responds nervously. Okay, what Irene told him was the best case scenario. If he had no complications, his regeneration was perfect and he lengthened for 50 days straight then MAYBE he could do it. I explain this to him and I tell him about my own experience with pin cutting and how long it’s taken me to get to 2.7 CM and the experiences of the other patients.

Of course he gets upset over this – he isn’t willing to spend longer than 4 months’ maximum in Russia and he’s starting to have second thoughts just looking at the frames and hearing about some of the pain. He explains that he only told work that he would be gone for 3 months and that he’s not willing to part with his girlfriend for that long. We continue to talk a little while longer – it hasn’t been two hours since he’s arrived when he says “Yeah, I think I’m going to book my ticket back home tomorrow morning.”

".. what do you mean? You literally just got here?" He begins to explain that maybe he hasn’t really thought this through – he’s wanted this for so long and he’s been preparing for a year but now that he’s actually here in the flesh – reality is hitting him. “This is all a bit crazy, I don’t know what I was thinking.” I tell him that it’s a lot to take in but that he should at least wait to see Dr. Barinov and feel things out before making a decision. Having regrets after you go home would really suck. He says he’s made up his mind but that he’ll stick around for a couple of days anyways to see how things are.

This isn’t the first time this has happened – if you recall earlier in my journal that I panicked a little before I did the surgery and I wasn’t sure if I was ready to go through with it. A number of patients have come and then decided over night that it just wasn’t for them. This type of surgery requires hours and hours of research, discussion and deep thought. Dreaming about the results without thinking too much about the process to get there is a sure way to get yourself in a bad situation.

Really think this through - talk to people you can trust and see if it really is something you absolutely think you must do and if it is - make sure you're absolutely ready mentally before booking a flight.

Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: 9121 on May 24, 2016, 04:17:58 PM
So what happened to you? you didn't finish the story....
Title: Apartment Lengthening VII
Post by: Stripes on June 19, 2016, 11:00:47 PM
Apartment Lengthening VII
8 CM

Alone at night I often wonder if it was simply that I was naive or whether I just didn't do enough. I couldn't really have thought that this would simply fly by, could I? A friend of mine that by circumstance of wrong place at the wrong time reflected on his time in prison as we chatted online. "You know, when I was in there time felt still. Tomorrow felt like yesterday and yesterday was the same as today. But now that I look back, it was as if it never happened."

Like everything in life, this will eventually be a distant memory that I'll only remember through people, milestones and a few foggy days that stood out here and there. What was supposed to be a mere four months has stretched out to half a year of never ending ups and downs. One day you're walking down the hallway one crutch at a time relishing in the excitement of being closer to your way home and the next you're in bed wondering when if at all you'll ever recover. In short it's been the longest 7 months of my life.

It's been two months now since I've stopped lengthening. My goal had been to fix my ballerina in three weeks and continue on to the last couple of centimetres before hitting the home run. I could sit here and tell you that I've made no progress but that would just be me exaggerating as a reflection of how I feel. When I first stopped lengthening I was walking around like a crab, with my left leg so far extended out that there was enough room between my legs to crawl through. I had to walk this way because the ballerina was so high on my left foot that walking with both legs together meant that I would completely lose balance and tip over.

Now, I walk far better and the ballerina is much less extreme although it's still very present. Aside from all this, life has taken a few sudden turns in my personal life. When you're in a foreign country far from everything and everyone you know life back home still moves, and that can be rather confusing. Having to deal with these changes that occur in your absence can be tough but something is incredibly profound about this entire experience in that it allows you to see things with pace and acceptance. You have little choice, you're here and nothing will bring you there. Things are not the same, I no longer have the luxuries of a normal life. I haven't walked unassisted for nearly 7 months and I spend most of my days in a room alone. There is nothing to do but ponder and dream. In that i've matured in ways that I never expected and I look at myself and life much differently than I did before I came.

I must admit without hesitation that I have allowed myself to get caught up in my own thoughts and often the sheer excitement of having certain parts of me return. I got lost with the height neurosis as it came over me a couple of years ago but with the gain of 8 centimetres much of the toxicity of thought I had swam in disappeared. With that out of the way I started seeing a girl and spending more of my day in my dreams than on training. The part of me that was so anxious to return home faded and an acceptance of the process came over me instead. The fact that it's almost 32 degrees celsius everyday and that this city is surrounded by a river that hosts millions of mosquitos makes walking and stretching in the warm, sticky clinic much more of a chore than something critical. In a sense I've become okay with the time and the long waiting game.

A few days ago I woke up with a pain that I can't really put into words but I'll tell you that it wasn't something to laugh at. There was no ignoring this one, something was definitely wrong. I took three tablets of painkillers and dragged myself into the sweltering heat as I shook my hair in defence of a swarm of mosquitos. The entire cab ride to the clinic consisted of me pressing my head against the window as I breathed in sharply every 4 seconds to block out the pain. When I finally saw Dr. Barinov he pushed into one of my pins and I almost slapped the goatee off his chin. He dodged my hand and laughed to himself as he took off his rubber gloves "looks like you might have bone cutting" he says without any further explanation.

So that's where I am now in this journey, doesn't look like there's an end in sight anytime soon but at this point I've learned to accept it and allow myself to grow mentally instead of just physically but we'll see where it all goes.

Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: rjcpm8619 on June 22, 2016, 05:26:42 AM
This is Hanes. Be strong, lil nigga. It was a hard 11 months for me as well, but trust me, the feeling at the end is amazing.
Title: Reflection: The two worlds of short and tall
Post by: Stripes on June 23, 2016, 04:21:11 AM
Reflection: The two worlds of short and tall
Written at 8 CM

The other night I was listening to a society and culture podcast called This American Life. On this particular episode the topic revolved around the way society perceives and talks about fat people and how it feels to live in a body that society considers shameful.

One of the guests was a woman named Elina Baker who had lost 110 pounds in a few months and she discussed at length her experience of transitioning into what others perceived to be a completely different person. One of the first observations she had was that people were much kinder to her and that she had to put in less effort to receive the same things she worked hard for when she was overweight.

She compared this to the idea that there existed two worlds, one where skinny people thrive and the other that only fat people lived in. The world fat people lived in was a world where walking down the street meant receiving judgemental looks, barely being able to hold meaningful or long conversations with strangers and being overlooked for job promotions, friendships and attention from the opposite sex.

Of course listening to this I couldn’t help but draw parallels between her transition and the one I’ve only started to experience myself. I wouldn’t go as far as to say that I completely understand how she feels because being obese and being short are definitely not the same. In fact for me I had lived a pretty privileged life in that I had dated beautiful girls, had many friends, held great jobs and essentially achieved everything that everyone else could. These things she only was able to experience after she became skinny but what’s similar is that certain aspects of life became much easier.

Recently I’ve been spending some time with a girl that I only met about a month ago. Now, this girl caught my eye when I first saw her but I was far too focused on getting through this process to really put in any time or effort to get to know her. At one point I spent a couple of nights working late in the fitness room and we struck up conversation. Within two days we were making out and cuddling until 6 in the morning.

What’s significant about this situation is that this girl is the same height as my starting height. In fact even when I look at her now, she still looks tall to me. So what comes to mind is, would things have moved so quickly if I was still short? Would I have even gotten with this girl if we had still been the same height?

I mentioned earlier that getting girls was never a problem but it was still something that I needed to work for. If anything I can’t recall a time where I didn’t need to put in enough work to prove myself. With this girl however, it literally took zero effort on my part other than to make a move.

When I compare this to the girl I was seeing when I first came to the clinic there’s a sharp contrast. That girl took weeks of effort to get to know and just as much time for her to warm up to me. Both girls are the same height but the difference is that I’m now 8 CM taller.

Of course there are so many aspects here that it’s impossible to tell whether or not being taller had anything to with it. It could just be that the first girl needed more time to get to know me and the second girl is just simply someone who likes to move quicker.

When I talk to my friend Max about this he seems unconvinced that height has everything to do with it. From his perspective she’s simply attracted to the things I still had before I gained a few centimetres. She had never seen me when I was shorter but in his eyes I still would have gotten with her regardless.

In fact he says that there is a certain charm that short guys carry that no longer exists when we become taller. In some ways I know what he’s talking about, there is something friendly and charming about being short. I used to always say in defence of my stature “it fits my personality, I wouldn’t be the same if I was taller” and there’s honestly some truth to that.

I haven’t had the opportunity to really go out and experience my new height just yet but there are some differences that I’ve definitely noticed. The first thing being that I don’t feel or act small when I’m around other people. What this means is that now that I’m taller than most girls and no longer eye level with most men’s shoulders, I don’t feel diminutive or vulnerable.

What this translates into is a far more relaxed and calm personality. I’m not filled with anxiety or the need to appear bigger than who I’m around or more masculine for the girl that’s in front of me. It seems that in a way I’m not working as hard to sell myself because I don’t feel like I need to make up for anything.

When it comes to other men I don’t notice any difference from anyone that’s taller but I do notice a certain discomfort from those who are now shorter than I am. It’s a really strange feeling to have another man actually look up at you, that’s something that I’ve never really been able to experience. I won’t sit here and tell you that it doesn’t make me feel good but it doesn’t necessarily make me feel more dominant either. I will say however that when you’re taller than other people, it feels more authoritative and people do respond differently to that.

I notice this the most with first impressions. When I was shorter I always felt that the first thing that people noticed about me was my height and that they were quick to overlook me or direct their attention to anyone that was taller. When I meet people now there’s a sense of mutual respect and that I hold a presence. I might not be the tallest person in the room but it makes a big difference when you’re no longer the shortest.

As for whether or not short people live in a different world than those who are not, well that’s difficult to say. It would be hard to deny that things are easier when you’re in the average range or taller but I have to assert that it really isn’t everything.  I accomplished a lot of things while I was short and even though I had to work a little harder at times, I can never say that being a smaller man stopped me from having a good life. Like Max has said, the height has just complimented what I had worked hard to achieve in other areas. Being short may feel as the source of all your problems, but that really is far from the truth. With that being said, there’s still a lot to discover as I’m not finished lengthening but the true test will come when I’ve recovered and returned home to my own society. Only then will I really grasp what difference being in this other "world" will be like and only then will I know the extent of which this was worth it.
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If you're interested in the podcast: http://www.thisamericanlife.org/radio-archives/episode/589/tell-me-im-fat

Also Hanes, who's the patient that lengthened to 11 CM has joined this forum and commented above this post - for those who have inboxed me questions about how he's doing, you can direct your questions to him instead (please send those to him through personal message and not on this journal) As well for those that don't already know, Max is also on this forum as ecb1992, I get questions about him pretty often so forward those to him if they come up.

Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: The View on June 23, 2016, 10:33:23 AM
What is your starting height?
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Cheez on June 23, 2016, 03:31:30 PM
@Stripes: Awesome post. And exactly what I expect from this..
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: CCMidwest on June 24, 2016, 06:59:19 PM
Nice diary.

Really would like to know your starting height if you're willing to share. (or your new height, don't worry...I'm good at math.  :-X )
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: ecb1992 on June 25, 2016, 11:10:18 AM
@CCMidwest, @The View:

He was 166 before surgery. I will always and forever be taller than him before surgery 166.5  ;D  8) . Just wanted to through that out there before this post gets removed anyways  :D

But seriously if you guys have any questions just Stripes  directly through pm.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Alu on June 26, 2016, 03:40:31 PM
I've been following this diary just recently, didn't really feel like it before since I wasn't going to this doctor, but... Congrats on your gain. 174 CM is a great height already. Also happy you are satisfied with it and that you're using it well.

Congrats all around.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Arch on August 06, 2016, 07:05:44 PM
Hi Stripes,

Please update, I hope you are okay and you have reached your desired goals!

Title: READ THIS IF YOU ARE DOING EXTERNAL TIBIAS
Post by: Stripes on October 22, 2016, 11:36:38 AM
Hello Forum,

Sorry for the very long absence, the forum can be a bit of a toxic place and I wanted to stay away for awhile.

Just to recap for those that have already read through my journal and don't want to go back - I had stopped lengthening in April at what I thought at the time was 8CM because of really bad ballerina and knee bending. The hope was that I would fix it and then continue to do 10 CM before getting the nail and going home.

I did end up fixing it, but it took me more than 4 months and by that point my bones had started to consolidate and I was no longer able to lengthen. I tried to convince Dr. Barinov to re-break the bone but he told me that it would be far too dangerous to attempt this late in the game for various reasons and that I would have to wait another year if I ever wanted to break the bone again.

Of course I was incredibly disappointed, but the truth is that I have no one else to blame but myself. I simply did not put in the work required to fix my ballerina, and I just waited for it to get better on its own.

The current update is that I was supposed to get the nail a month ago but I developed an infection because I began skipping my bandage changes.. the doctors will not operate until the infection has cleared for at least a month.. so I'm now hoping to get it in the next 2 weeks.

Another thing that happened is that I was told by Dr. Barinov that I did not gain 8 CM as originally thought, because the clinic where I get the x-rays taken zooms in 10% and therefore I am likely 173CM. It's not a bad height, but far less than what I had came for.. so I am pretty upset about it.

I'm going to take this time to give everyone who is planning on doing external tibias some advice.

1. Do not listen to anyone that tells you that this is going to be easy or that it was easier for them than they expected. My mistake was that Mercusio (my LL mentor who I met with before the surgery and gave me advice based on his experience with LATN external tibias with Dr. Barinov) made it seem like it was a lot easier than it was, and I fell into the trap of taking the seriousness of stretching and walking for granted. Do not make this mistake. If you are lengthening, you NEED to stretch EVERY single day and you need to stand up and walk EVERY SINGLE DAY (granted you are doing external tibias and the doctor allows weight bearing). I will say that for him, it was in fact much easier and he was just giving me advice based on his own experience.

In the beginning, I did not stretch and I did not use the foot holder as much as I should have. If you are expecting to be babysat at this clinic, go elsewhere because they absolutely will not hover over you if you are not doing what you need to do. There is no physiotherapist services offered at this clinic and it is nearly impossible to find a physiotherapist that is familiar with this procedure in Volgograd.. believe me I tried for months and no one was able to find one for me.

The problem with this clinic is that you are left to do pretty much everything on your own, it is just simply the russian mentality. The doctors and nurses are good and they are helpful when you ask for help, but they are not like Western doctors - they will not come to you and they will not baby you. You need to be proactive and you need to be disciplined on your own.

They will show you what exercises you need to do, but you must ask them questions as they will assume that you are aware of what needs to be done. The benefit of this clinic, is that there are many patients who are doing lengthening that have had the experience and will guide you.. unfortunately, when I arrived at the clinic - almost everyone had just began lengthening..

2. USE THE FOOT HOLDER WHILE YOU ARE SLEEPING, AND FROM DAY ONE. This is probably the best advice I can give you. Your muscles do not want to be stressed and stretched because of the new bone length and they will resist the more you lengthen. You MUST push back against this resistance, and keep your muscles in the stretched position as long as you can everyday. It does not matter how uncomfortable it is to keep the foot holders on, they fking suck but if you want to lengthen without problems then you need to suck it up. I hated the foot holders and they were incredibly uncomfortable to sleep with, but my need to be comfortable and my laziness with the foot holders cost me lots of trouble, money and height.

3. Walk as much as you can, and do not lay in bed. The longer you remain inactive, the more difficult it becomes to walk. Push through the pain, and don't get discouraged because of how slow you're moving and how tired and bored you are of trying to walk down the hall. If you walk everyday for at least 2 hours minimum, you will recover much faster, walking will be much easier, you will feel less pain quicker and you will prevent ballerina much better. Walking is honestly, key and will get you to where you want to be. It only really sucks in the beginning and while you're lengthening, but it gets better really quickly if you keep at it.

4. This is not a vacation. You are not here to get girls, you are not here to experience Russia and you are not here to make friends. This is the best way to fk up. I got so caught up with girls while I was here, that I stopped paying attention to what I needed to do. I was trying to distract myself from things going on in my life, by trying to go out to restaurants, hang out with the correction girls and socialize with everyone else. It's okay to want to have these things, but focus on your daily goals and then when you have time reward yourself.. the correction girls have it really easy, they barely need to do anything other than walk and they're always bored so it's easy for them to want to distract you - don't get caught up in this, they don't mean any harm but they simply don't understand what you need to be doing.

5. Set goals and don't let a single day go by that you do not meet these goals. Track how much time you spent stretching and how much time you've spent walking.. you need to have a routine and you need to do this from day one, if you get lazy - everything can fall apart.

A lot of what I'm saying is pretty obvious and everyone reading it is probably thinking, they already know these things - but honestly planning for this surgery and then going through it are two completely different things. Anyone who read my journal from the beginning will know how much planning I did and how ready I was.. things fell apart pretty quickly.

Ballerina is no joke. It will happen to every single person that does limb lengthening, if they do not actively fight it. What we are doing is not natural, your muscles, nerves and tendons will resist the lengthening and if you want to achieve your goals then you need to do everything you can to prevent it. Once you get ballerina, it is really difficult to fix and it will set you back months if you don't fix it. IF YOU GET BALLERINA, STOP LENGTHENING AND FIX IT - THEN CONTINUE LENGTHENING. DO NOT TRY TO KEEP LENGTHENING AND THINK THAT YOU WILL SIMPLY FIX IT ONCE YOU'VE GOTTEN TO YOUR GOAL. This will not happen the way you think it will, it is FAR more difficult to fix ballerina than to prevent it. I should have been done this whole process in May of 2016... but I'm still here in October, not having achieved my goal and still waiting to go home because I thought that I could lengthen and then worry about my ballerina after.

I do want to point out that I am really young, much younger than most members on this forum.. and I've been the youngest person to come to this clinic within the last two years. I will say that I think a lot of the lack of real discipline and the carelessness probably had to do with my age... but for those who think that because they're still young that they won't have problems with flexibility.. trust me, you being young isn't going to make this a breeze for you.

I'm open to questions now, so you can post on this journal as you please.




Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on October 22, 2016, 11:51:47 AM
Before anyone asks, I'm beginning to walk without crutches (10 months post op) - i'm still not 100% flexible, but I anticipate that I'll be walking normally by March. Other patients recover much quicker, one of the other patients that started with me is walking completely without crutches and you can't tell that he had done a surgery, other than the fact that it's still a little difficult for him to get up and down the stairs quickly and that he still can't run.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: ibuse on October 22, 2016, 09:31:54 PM
Thanks for checking in and being honest. You've achieved a really good height and should be very proud of yourself. I've only told two people about this procedure, and they just couldn't fathom that something like this was even possible. It does not sound like an easy task to do. My preparation stretching sucks enough as is (especially hamstrings--I'll never be able to touch my toes). I can't possibly imagine what you must be enduring.

1. Lodging Question
You're staying in a furnished apartment, right? Are the other patients your neighbors or are you pretty much alone? I still plan on going in June when my apartment's lease expires and I meet my savings goal. I was just wondering if I'll be going monk mode as soon as I move from the clinic. Does the apartment have a gym? It would be nice to have a place to do some 3am cycling or treadmilling when no one is around.

2. Pre-op Tests Question
What exactly do they do for their pre-op tests before surgery? I wasn't sure how to specifically ask Irene about this. Do they just do a blood test and take an x-ray before they make the cut? What exactly are they looking for with their blood tests? Are they just trying to see if you have any diseases that would impact surgery, or is it for anesthesia purposes? And for the x-ray, do they just take an x-ray of your tibias to see where they are going to make a cut or do they do other parts of the body?

This sounds like a lot of paranoia, but I just don't want to quit my job, fly out there, and find out something that would prevent them from doing the surgery. Because that would really suck finding out after ditching your life and career. When I spoke with Irene, it sounds like the only thing that would prevent someone from getting surgery would be cardio-vascular problems, diabetes, and depression.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: rock112 on October 23, 2016, 04:40:19 AM
Wow, thanks so much for writing this man. It'll go under-appreciated here because people just want to read 2-3 paragraphs of them flying through LL, but you've seemed to capture a good glimpse at the real struggle. I hope you have a full recovery.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on October 23, 2016, 07:26:10 AM
Thanks for checking in and being honest. You've achieved a really good height and should be very proud of yourself. I've only told two people about this procedure, and they just couldn't fathom that something like this was even possible. It does not sound like an easy task to do. My preparation stretching sucks enough as is (especially hamstrings--I'll never be able to touch my toes). I can't possibly imagine what you must be enduring.

1. Lodging Question
You're staying in a furnished apartment, right? Are the other patients your neighbors or are you pretty much alone? I still plan on going in June when my apartment's lease expires and I meet my savings goal. I was just wondering if I'll be going monk mode as soon as I move from the clinic. Does the apartment have a gym? It would be nice to have a place to do some 3am cycling or treadmilling when no one is around.

2. Pre-op Tests Question
What exactly do they do for their pre-op tests before surgery? I wasn't sure how to specifically ask Irene about this. Do they just do a blood test and take an x-ray before they make the cut? What exactly are they looking for with their blood tests? Are they just trying to see if you have any diseases that would impact surgery, or is it for anesthesia purposes? And for the x-ray, do they just take an x-ray of your tibias to see where they are going to make a cut or do they do other parts of the body?

This sounds like a lot of paranoia, but I just don't want to quit my job, fly out there, and find out something that would prevent them from doing the surgery. Because that would really suck finding out after ditching your life and career. When I spoke with Irene, it sounds like the only thing that would prevent someone from getting surgery would be cardio-vascular problems, diabetes, and depression.

1. Yes, I am living in a furnished apartment. I am currently living with another patient, but he will move out this week as he is going home. My personal experience was that I was so tired of how busy the clinic always was, that I really was happy when I was able to move into an apartment by myself.. but this quickly became lonely. I recommend that if you can partner up with someone in the clinic and move out together, or move into their place then do it... it makes this journey much easier and you guys will support one another.

As for the other part of your question, the apartments don't have amenities.. you're not going to find a gym or anything like that in any place that is reasonably affordable. The best thing to do is plan to go to the clinic everyday so that you can exercise there with the other patients, just make sure you never miss a day and lose your routine.

2. As for pre-op tests.. it's pretty simple. Just a blood test and an x-ray if you didn't come with one.. they measure your height of course and create a mock-up of what you will look like after with your recommended height.. I'm really not sure what the blood test is looking to filter out.. but I haven't heard of anyone not being able to do the surgery because of any previous health problems.. so if you don't have any major complications then you should be fine.. also of course don't go in talking about how this is your last hope and that if you don't achieve your goal then you're going to kill yourself. Just come in and have the consultation with Dr. Barinov, he will explain to you what he will do during the surgery, he will answer your questions, take a picture of your body for the mock-up and from there you will set a date for surgery.

For the x-ray, they just look at your tibias so they can determine if there will be any complications or things they need to work around.. where to cut and insert the nails etc. 
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Arch on October 23, 2016, 01:22:49 PM
Hi Stripes,

First I'd like to say I'm very glad you are doing fine, that 2CM I'm not going to say it is a big deal, but you have to look at the bright side, you are doing currently fine, no big complications.
You have to realise going 10CM is also a overkill. Hopefully, you are happy about the whole incident ofcourse!

I've had a main question, could you sum up the total of your expenses?

Please keep us updated, I'd really like to hear when you are fully or near recovered!

Kind greetings,
Arch
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on October 24, 2016, 10:17:15 AM
Arch,

I'm a little confused as to why you're asking about expenses as both ECB1992 and I have broken it down specifically for you in personal messages when you asked before... I will copy and paste what I sent you in the PM as a reminder...

Here is the breakdown of the expenses in Euros:

14 500 EUR - LL Surgery + 1 month accommodation
300 EUR - roundtrip plane tickets from Brussels to Volgograd
1000 EUR - +1 month accommodation in clinic (this can be negotiated to be much, much less)
4000 EUR - nail surgery (can not be negotiated)

An alternative to the accommodation in the clinic is living in an apartment. Here is the breakdown for the apartment expenses every month.

280 EUR - Rent, internet
66 EUR - Errand boy services (grocery delivery twice weekly)
53 EUR - Weekly cleaning service
78 EUR - Average monthly groceries (vegetables, meats, juice, eggs, sauces, snacks etc)
95 EUR - Chef services (comes 3 times a week cooks two days worth of food)
Total: 572 EUR a month.

My apartment expenses were much higher because of all the services I paid for.. if you share an apartment you can pay 184 EUR a month for rent.. and if you really are low on money and desperate enough you can even share a room at a hostel for 78 EUROS a month....

If you want to know how much I've spent total.. I've been here 10 months now so add up all those numbers above. I paid a lot more than the average patient, so don't use my total as a guide.. just add up what you think you'll need based on what arrangements you think you'll make.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Arch on October 24, 2016, 01:25:09 PM
Hi Stripes,

Forgive me for asking the same thing twice, I have thought things might changed due your absens but actually everyhing was going according to your plan!

Are satisfied with your LL in general?
Do you feel you will ever be back to 100%?
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on October 24, 2016, 04:27:13 PM
I guess I am satisfied in that I don't have any problems and am recovering well... but I of course am not happy about not reaching my goal. I am planning on doing femurs in the next few years.. so I'm looking at the fact that I only did 7 CM as a blessing in disguise because it allows me to gain more height overall by doing femurs.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Peaceout on October 24, 2016, 05:49:26 PM
I guess I am satisfied in that I don't have any problems and am recovering well... but I of course am not happy about not reaching my goal. I am planning on doing femurs in the next few years.. so I'm looking at the fact that I only did 7 CM as a blessing in disguise because it allows me to gain more height overall by doing femurs.
Sorry if you have explained it before,what do you think about your proportions?Can you handle femurs too?What is your wingspan?
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on October 24, 2016, 06:04:50 PM
I'll be fine, I will definitely be leggy though. I don't care about wingspan, sitting height - these things aren't as noticeable as everyone makes them out to be - unless you're less than 165.. only then do I think it becomes hard to do too much lengthening without it being obvious to everyone. I've been here almost a year, I've seen at least 12 limb lengthening patients at this point ranging from start heights of 156 cm to 180.. people on this forum completely overthink proportions.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Bander72 on October 24, 2016, 06:20:16 PM
Your not gonna do external femurs right?
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on October 24, 2016, 06:27:38 PM
No of course not haha, will save for internals..
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: ibuse on October 25, 2016, 02:44:51 AM
Awesome breakdown of expenses, thanks. I will definitely keep a note of that. Jesus Christ, everything is so cheap there. It makes me want to earn my cash in the states and just retire early in Russia. My current rent is 3x that. Personal chef, maid, and an errand boy? Wtf am I doing with my life? Haha.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on October 25, 2016, 10:11:02 AM
Awesome breakdown of expenses, thanks. I will definitely keep a note of that. Jesus Christ, everything is so cheap there. It makes me want to earn my cash in the states and just retire early in Russia. My current rent is 3x that. Personal chef, maid, and an errand boy? Wtf am I doing with my life? Haha.

Haha yes.. I often think the same. Honestly, if I could learn to be fluent in Russian then I would absolutely live here. The woman are just so beautiful and everything is just so cheap, people are friendly and although it's not as clean or modern as Europe or the western world.. you could live a very good life here.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on November 02, 2016, 06:29:46 AM
Going in to do the nail surgery now..
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: midnightninja on November 02, 2016, 11:06:53 AM
Going in to do the nail surgery now..

Did you get the nailed removed? best of luck, please keep us updated on life after the nail is removed!
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Arch on December 11, 2016, 08:51:14 PM
Hi Stripes,


How has it been since the nail insertions?

Let us know!
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: IwannaBeTaller on December 12, 2016, 10:19:08 PM
I'm sorry, but I don't understand why the nail is put in months after the initial surgery...what is done with the initial surgery, other than breaking the bone, and why must months pass before the nail can go in?
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Arch on December 16, 2016, 04:15:22 PM
Hi iWannaBeTaller,

I can't explain you everything, but the answer you are looking for is LON/LATN.

Search them up, you'll find it easy to understand my friend, may the force be with you.
Title: Update! Post Nail, going home for the first time, friends reactions, feelings..
Post by: Stripes on January 04, 2017, 02:16:03 PM
Hello friends,

I apologize for my very long absence, a lot has been happening since I had my nail surgery. Not to worry, though, all good things - for the most part.

Let’s begin with the nail surgery. It was successful and quick, I was awake for this one and got to see the doctors at work. It was a weird experience seeing my own blood on the scrubs of the surgeons and being able to see the back and forth movement as they hammered in the nail.

The doctors warned me before the surgery that because I still did have some muscles contractors (ballerina) that there was a possibility that inserting the nail could result in losing some height. I went through with the surgery anyways, and thank whoever needs to be thanked that I didn’t lose any height but it seems I may have gained half a cm or more.

For a several days after the surgery, I felt some pain in my right leg - and wasn’t able to fully extend it. What was strange about this, is that my right leg had been my good leg and didn’t have any ballerina. The doctors later explained that the bone canal in my right leg was narrower than in my left, and so it took longer for them to insert the nail in that leg and some of the surrounding tissue was bruised in the process. They assured me that it was nothing to worry about and that I would be fine in a few more days, and I was.

I had to stay in the hospital for ten days, they would inject antibiotics (to prevent any internal infection or the body rejecting the nail) through an IV, twice. Once in the morning and once at night. I ended up feeling really ill from all the anti-biotics and developed really painful mouth sores. It sucked, but two weeks after getting the nail I was ready to leave Russia and FINALLY go home.

My walking after the nail was much worse than it was before I got the nail. Before I had gotten the nail, I was walking really fast and could walk without crutches - but for a few weeks afterward, I was walking really slow and couldn’t walk very far without support. The nails are not meant to carry more than 50% of your body weight, and I had to be very careful about this because having the nails break or the screws come lose could be big trouble. Luckily, at that point, it had been months since I had last lengthened and my bones were in pretty good shape so I didn’t need to worry about it too much. An update before we go further, I’m walking fantastic now and can walk and stand quite a bit without crutches as long as I have shoes on and don’t need to go far or fast.

Okay, so now let’s talking about what happened when I got home - saw my family and friends and settled into life in my own country.

Seeing my family was, of course, wonderful and I was just so happy to be home. It amazed me how fast I adjusted back to life in a matter of days. It felt as if I had never left, and that my time in Russia was a million years away.

It was interesting to compare myself to my dad who was once my height, every time I see him it reminds me of why I needed to do this. When I stand beside him, I definitely feel much taller. Everyone seems much smaller to me now, and people that I once considered tall are completely average.

As for my friends.. the ones who knew me the best and saw me often without lifts were amazed. They all agree that I look much better and that I made the right decision in going. Seeing my ex-girlfriend who used to be the same height as me, was probably the most rewarding feeling.. having her look up at me and say wow as she hugged me made all of this so worth it.

I have to tell you guys that I honestly feel so much happier now… all my interactions with people are so much better and the attention I'm getting from girls is just unreal. I don’t feel uncomfortable around anyone or anywhere I go and that includes bars and clubs which I used to avoid with a burning passion.

For the first time in possibly.. ever in my life, I genuinely feel real comfort with myself. It’s such a beautiful feeling not to hate yourself for something you can’t control. I can finally focus on being who I want to be and doing what I want to do, without thinking about my height and how it gets in the way of who I want to be.

There are still a ton of people who haven’t noticed anything, actually most people that I have seen haven’t said anything - but I have a few theories. 1. I used to wear very heavy lifts, and most people never saw me without them. 2. People don’t notice height as much as we all think they do, and when they do, they forget about it pretty quickly after they get to know you for your other qualities. 3. If people have noticed, they haven’t said anything because I’m still on crutches and they’re often more focused on that.

The other day a girl who was 5’5 called me tall.. and it was such a good feeling. My best friend who I'm the same height as now and who I was MUCH smaller than before, couldn’t stop telling me how crazy it was to see me at this height. So for me, I would 100% say this entire experience with all of its crappy downs and hard times, was so worth it in the end.

As for what’s going on with me now physically. I still have some ballerina, and I went to see a physiotherapist that told me that my muscles were way too tight now for them to be able to do anything to help me and that I was likely going to have to do a surgery on my muscles to get it fixed.. that’s probably the only way I'll walk normally again, because right now I’m still using crutches to walk long distances and I need to have shoes on to be able to walk without crutches. I don’t feel any pain, but of course, it gets tiring to walk for very long distances or to stand for too long.

As for what I tell people about my crutches, I told them I got into a car accident while I was away.

For those that have been messaging me on here, I’m sorry for not responding. I really never go on this forum anymore as I never think about height anymore. I have spent a lot of time on this forum, before and during my procedure.. and I just don’t feel like I'm in the same place anymore to frequent it…

but bring on the questions while I'm here. and for those who haven’t been reading but are wondering, it’s been 1 year and two weeks since I did my first surgery and almost 2 months since I got the nail.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: fujitora on January 04, 2017, 05:18:42 PM
Congrats man! I'm glad you're enjoying the new height.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Whereintheworld? on January 04, 2017, 10:17:12 PM
You mentioned that your doctor advised you against further lengthening at around 7 months since your bones had already consolidated too much. With that said, at the 10 month mark I imagine they were nearly consolidated to the point where you may have only needed another month or two before frame removal. What was the point of having the nail inserted then? Were you just eager to get back home? Doctor's advice?
One of the major reasons I chose externals was the prospect of not having an additional surgery down the road (nail/rod removal).

-I'm glad things are going well for you.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Bigpoppapump on January 04, 2017, 10:32:53 PM
Congratulations

What was your length gained and your final height?
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Peaceout on January 05, 2017, 07:30:27 AM
Congratz man.How tall are you now?
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: ibuse on February 12, 2017, 02:23:22 PM
Hi Stripes, I'm compiling a list of things to buy now. Do you still think the Kneehab device was useful after having gone through all of this? Also, I think you've mentioned this to me before, but are the soft splints more for during lengthening? I'm assuming no since they would never reach past the pins. I haven't really noticed anything with them, even with additional padding. But I think you and some others said that would be the case if the flexibility is already good (though I am double-jointed, so that could be why). I did buy a pro-stretch though and love it. I have the adjustable one and use it everyday. I do feel a stretching sensation when I use it, but only for the first two 30 second reps. I'm hoping I can bring it with me if I go to Russia.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Basil Halkias on March 30, 2017, 09:33:20 AM
Hi. how are you now? write please. i want to know
Title: Stripes UPDATE
Post by: Stripes on April 11, 2017, 02:10:17 AM
You mentioned that your doctor advised you against further lengthening at around 7 months since your bones had already consolidated too much. With that said, at the 10 month mark I imagine they were nearly consolidated to the point where you may have only needed another month or two before frame removal. What was the point of having the nail inserted then? Were you just eager to get back home? Doctor's advice?
One of the major reasons I chose externals was the prospect of not having an additional surgery down the road (nail/rod removal).

-I'm glad things are going well for you.

Good question... the thing with regeneration is that it's completely different for everyone. I didn't want to wait any longer.. being there for nearly 11 months had nearly driven me crazy by that point. Another 2 months was not guaranteed, it easily could have been another 3 or 4 months if my regeneration slowed down. Also, the nail offers much more stability and for me it just made more sense to get the nail, that way I could go home quicker and also start walking on my own without worrying.

There is a guy that is still at the clinic who has been there for 1 year and 6 months and is still trying to regenerate. He's around 48 now, so that has a lot to do with it. He walks every day for hours and has a strict stretching regime and takes lots of supplements and vitamins.. but he is also a pescetarian which I suspect is part of the reason. I hope he'll be regenerate fully soon because he deserves to get back to his life. This is a pattern with older patients doing illizarov, it takes a very long time to regenerate in comparison to younger guys. Younger guys up until 30 are able to regenerate much quicker..

My advice is to go with the nail if you can. Many people want to avoid it because they think it's risky and want to avoid a second surgery, but in my experience, it was well worth the decision. I think the risk of complications is much larger when you don't get the nail because of how easily the bone can get bowed without the support. You will lose a lot of weight during this process and when you go back home, you will gain a lot of it back.. in addition to all the walking you'll be doing and how anxious you'll be to get back to normal life, it's all too easy to put additional stress and weight on your legs.. just look at RGKEY. I believe it might be happening to another patient that I'm speaking to, that wasn't willing to wait another 2-3 months after he had already been there for 13 months. He didn't get the nail and thinks he might be developing X legs.. it's been 4 months since he removed the frames and he's gained some weight and has been walking like any other normal person.. thinks he's lost some height because of it as well..

Anyways, having done the nail surgery.. my life has gone back to pretty much normal. I still have some aches and pains here and there, and sometimes I don't walk as well.. but I'm no longer using crutches... Still have some trouble getting up and down stairs without using the railing, but otherwise, everything is good. Am I back to 100%? Not even close. 100% means I'm running and jumping around.. that's not the case. My friends still walk much faster than me while walking a regular pace... it's still obvious some morning that "I was injured" and walking without shoes is still a little uncomfortable. I think with time i'll get much better, but I also have had no time to exercise or stretch which really is a big mistake on my part.

Congratz man.How tall are you now?

174-175 without shoes. With shoes around 177-178

Congratulations

What was your length gained and your final height?

Gained about 8 CM

Hi Stripes, I'm compiling a list of things to buy now. Do you still think the Kneehab device was useful after having gone through all of this? Also, I think you've mentioned this to me before, but are the soft splints more for during lengthening? I'm assuming no since they would never reach past the pins. I haven't really noticed anything with them, even with additional padding. But I think you and some others said that would be the case if the flexibility is already good (though I am double-jointed, so that could be why). I did buy a pro-stretch though and love it. I have the adjustable one and use it everyday. I do feel a stretching sensation when I use it, but only for the first two 30 second reps. I'm hoping I can bring it with me if I go to Russia.

The kneehab device is something that is a luxury device, if you can afford it and know you will commit to using it, then yes it's very useful and will get you up and walking much faster.. It's not a necessity though. Walking is the main key.

The soft spints are to be used before the surgery... if you can't feel them, you need to tighten them more.. I would try putting them on, and then trying to touch your toes.. believe me you'll feel them. If you can't feel a stretch, you need to stretch harder. I would HIGHLY recommend doing yoga during the months leading up to surgery, if you can get a membership at a studio then do it!!!!!! The Pro-Stretch is a great tool, keep using it as much as you can.. but try to do as many stretches as you can find on the internet..

--

Now that it's been 1 year 4 months since my first surgery.. and 4-5 months since I returned back home.. I can honestly say that this was 100% worth it for me. I very rarely think about height anymore and have been able to return to a normal life. Futher, I feel like I've been able to work on a lot of personal issues that I never realized stemmed from my height insecurity even from an early age.. although I'm not a completely different person now, I am much more motivated and confident. My life is in a much better place than it was before.. and it's only been a few months now. I think a lot of it also had to do with my time away from home and the experiences I had in Russia.. it was a tough year for me, but it made me much stronger and I learned a lot about myself. I had a lot of time to think about life and that to me was just as valuable in a sense. As for others, some people notice and others don't. For sure I get more attention from girls now.. but I'm also more confident and am taking better care of myself.. the way I think about height is different now too.. when I see shorter guys, I don't really feel bad for them or see them as less the way I did when I was short as well.. I really think a lot of that is in our own heads because it's our biggest insecurity and we think other people care about it as much as we do. I think people see height the same way they see any other feature, the acknowledge it - and they move on to who you are as a person.

I get a lot of messages asking if this was worth it.. and my opinion is that it depends on who you are and what you're willing to give up. If you want to remain an athlete or love hiking and see those activities as a priority over height, then no. This is not the surgery for you, at least not the illizarov method. If you're willing to understand that you're taking some risks here and that it will take a long time to recover.. then it is absolutely worth it, if height means that much to you. You'll see a lot of stuff on here about completing the surgery within 9 months.. it is possible but i've only seen two people do it. Those two people both got the nail. Those two people also were very athletic and very committed to walking and stretching and eating right. They were also fairly young. 

Good luck.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: egocentrical on April 11, 2017, 10:27:22 AM
Do you think you could of been done sooner or do you feel that you did everything you could to optimize getting better?
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on April 11, 2017, 10:50:47 AM
Do you think you could of been done sooner or do you feel that you did everything you could to optimize getting better?

Yes, many things.

1. I got lazy very early on.
2. I got caught up in girls and the social life at the clinic.
3. I got distracted by personal problems at home.

4. I did not stretch everyday.
5. I did not walk everyday.
6. I got lazy with my supplements.

Had I had a planned and strict stretching routine everyday, that I timed and tracked.. I would have avoided the complications I faced and left much earlier. Also if I had walked at least two hours a day, I would have left earlier and been walking faster and better earlier.

What I HIGHLY recommend you bring with you is:

1. A stop watch. Anything you can click quickly to start and stop. Also anything that you can to countdown from a certain time.. obviously your phone will have these features but I recommend buying a separate tool that is dedicated only to timing. Believe me.
 
2. A paper journal - so that you can track how much time you've spent stretching and walking and see how much progress you've made. This is also very useful for writing down how much you've turned in a day and other notes you will want to keep track of about your lengthening and routine. I would recommend buying more than one to have better organization, but everyone will have their own method. Write these things down, do not use your phone!

I didn't use these above tools but I really wish I did. Others at the clinic used these types of systems and their recovery was miles ahead of mine. It kept them motivated and it kept them on top of their routines.

And my biggest recommendation of all especially if you go to barinovs clinic: USE THE FOOT HOLDERS THEY GIVE YOU EVERY MINUTE OF THE DAY THAT YOU POSSIBLY CAN. WHENEVER YOU ARE IN BED OR ARE IN THE GYM, USE THE FOOTHOLDERS!

No matter how flimsy and annoying they are, USE THEM. They will come off a million times and it will take a million tries to put them back on, and you'll prick your fingers during the process but believe me those stupid white footholders will save you so much time, money and stress. By that I mean they'll prevent ballerina which means you can achieve more height, avoid complications, leave quicker and heal better. Do not fool yourself into thinking you are the exception and that your legs are pretty flexible or that because you are athletic that you will not get ballerina. Everyone gets ballerina. You want to do EVERYTHING you can to prevent it from happening early and from getting worse once you see signs of it. Ballerina is the fastest way to cut your lengthening journey short. 

REMEMBER THIS: BEFORE YOU DO THE SURGERY: ASK THE OTHER LIMB LENGTHENING PATIENTS TO HELP YOU BUY THE VELCRO STRAPS FOR THE FOOTHOLDERS.

This will replace the strings that are attached with the foot holders which are VERY poorly made and made putting the foot holder on very difficult. They also can not be tightened too much and once you lengthen past a certain amount, they are useless because the strings get too short. BUY THE VELCRO STRAPS BEFORE YOU GO TO THE HOSPITAL!!!! write this down somewhere so that you do not forget.
Title: Why you should read this journal if you plan on doing EXTERNALS
Post by: Stripes on April 11, 2017, 11:32:08 AM
I also want to note for those who are reading my last couple of updates but are unfamiliar with this thread and don't want to read my entire journal...

it is a long journal, but I have made the effort to document my journey in detail from before, during and after so that anyone planning on doing externals.. knows exactly what to expect and learns from my many mistakes. I also made the effort to make the moderators delete comments and questions from other members  for most of my journal so that it's an easy reading experience for you guys.

I really wish I had read a journal like this before I went on my journey so that I didn't make so many of the mistakes I made and so that I was better prepared for the harsh reality of this procedure. In addition to journal entries about my experiences as they were happening, I also posted a few REFLECTION posts during my time, where I reflected on height, insecurities, ideas about proportions and other things that were going through my mind throughout my journey.

I hope that this journal, as up and down as it was - serves to be a valuable resource to anyone that hopes to lengthen. I encourage you to read it again while you are going through the process or are in the hospital as there will be many things that you will have forgotten or overlooked. I went back to many of the journals I had read before my journey and realized how much I could have learned from them if I had read them over again while I was actually lengthening rather than just before.

Cheers and keep the questions coming while I'm still here if you have any.

Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Sibirsky on April 11, 2017, 02:30:48 PM
Hey Stripes! I'd just like to say that your diary was one of the most entertaining diary I read during and before my journey. Your journal was one of the main reasons I decided to contribute back to the community so that we can continue the chain of good deeds on the forum.

I couldn't help but to draw parallels between your journey and mine; we both lengthened with externals and had LATN later, we both added 8 cm. Except my entire lengthening process was about 2-3 process total. Because of my high rate of lengthening I developed some tingling and slight numbness in my feet. So I just wanted to ask whether you have and/or still have such symptoms? From what I've read from journals, parasthesia is a temporary minor complication of lengthening, but I just wanted to hear your thoughts on this

Cheers to you, Stripes! ;D
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on April 11, 2017, 07:13:36 PM
Hey Stripes! I'd just like to say that your diary was one of the most entertaining diary I read during and before my journey. Your journal was one of the main reasons I decided to contribute back to the community so that we can continue the chain of good deeds on the forum.

I couldn't help but to draw parallels between your journey and mine; we both lengthened with externals and had LATN later, we both added 8 cm. Except my entire lengthening process was about 2-3 process total. Because of my high rate of lengthening I developed some tingling and slight numbness in my feet. So I just wanted to ask whether you have and/or still have such symptoms? From what I've read from journals, parasthesia is a temporary minor complication of lengthening, but I just wanted to hear your thoughts on this

Cheers to you, Stripes! ;D

Hello Sibirsky!

Thanks for the kind words :)

Do you mean to say you lengthened 8 cm in 2-3 weeks?! That's crazy but awesome if you don't have any complications!

I know the sensation you're talking about, it's very normal. It's because of the nerves lengthening, you deal with it more as you lengthen in the higher numbers.. it'll go away eventually, although it's very uncomfortable. It's nothing to worry about though, I had it for a couple of months and you will too before it goes away.

I'm really impressed that you achieved what you achieved in the time frame that you did.. I'm going to go read your journal, I'm super curious about how things went for you!
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: crusader1980 on April 12, 2017, 05:30:07 AM
Hi Stripes, thanks for the journal man definitley read a thing or two in here that I plan to use during my recovery.  I had a couple questions, first being what exactly is a footholder, and how would it compare to the soft splint?  Also how early post op can you begin using it? 

Cheers
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on April 12, 2017, 05:50:14 AM
Hi Stripes, thanks for the journal man definitley read a thing or two in here that I plan to use during my recovery.  I had a couple questions, first being what exactly is a footholder, and how would it compare to the soft splint?  Also how early post op can you begin using it? 

Cheers

Hello Crusader,

A foot holder is very similar to the soft splint expect it uses the frames as support to pull on the foot. At Barinov's clinic it's a rectangular piece of wood that's a little bigger than your foot, covered in a plastic material and has two ropes that loop around on both ends. The ropes or "strings" are used to hook on the top of the frames, and when tightened raise the foot and in turn stretch the calf muscles.

I've attached a photo here that shows the velcro straps that I was referring to earlier (these replace the weaker ropes). You can see that they wrap around the foot (under the foot is the wooden foot holder, its not visible here) and come up and wrap around the top front of the frame. When you tighten the velcro strap, it pulls on the foot holder - very similar to how the soft splint works - but much stronger.

You can and should use the foot holder immediately after you wake up from surgery and are able to. It should be used from day 1 until the day you remove the frames. At Barinov's clinic they will provide this to you before you go in for surgery and will show you how to use it.. if they forget to do this, remind them. DO NOT FORGET TO BUY THE VELCRO STRAPS BEFORE YOU GO TO THE HOSPITAL. This is not provided by the clinic, the patients at the clinic buy these straps from a tailor who custom makes them. They are cheap, just ask one of the limb lengthening patients to call the tailor for you.

If you are not at Barinov's clinic and are doing externals, ask your doctor if they have any devices like the foot holder that you can use.. if they don't have one, I would strongly suggest making one.

(https://s15.postimg.org/ekvs3hcqj/F9_B43_FEE-_C9_F1-402_B-_B1_BB-_A109963_CA8_F4.jpg)
A photo showing the velcro straps attached to the frames and foot holder.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Bander72 on April 12, 2017, 08:02:39 AM
I'm going to barinov if I do external. How long do you think it would take me for 4 cm if I am dedicated and do latn.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on April 12, 2017, 10:38:00 AM
I'm going to barinov if I do external. How long do you think it would take me for 4 cm if I am dedicated and do latn.

For 4 CM, you'll only need to lengthen for 1 month & 1 week. I would say for you to get the initial surgery, lengthen and then get the nail you would spend about 3 months.

You will have to wait 10 days after the first surgery to start turning. If you turn 1MM a day, it will take you 40 days to lengthen. That's about 1 month and 20 days from initial surgery. That's if you don't have to stop turning for any reason - but you might take a few days off because of pain or just to let your legs rest. I would assume that Barinov would make you wait at least one month after you're done lengthening to do the nail surgery. Then you will need to stay in the hospital for 10 days. In the best case scenario that's 90 days. He might let you do the surgery in two weeks instead of a month, but it all depends. I would go for 5CM if your goal is to get to 180. That's 10 extra days of lengthening. 5 is in the safe area, it'll still be easy for you to do as long as you keep up with your stretches and walking. After that is where you run into limitations. For the amount you want to do, I would definitely go with external LATN.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Bander72 on April 12, 2017, 11:33:38 PM
Ah man 3 months seem to long for 4 cm. I wonder if he would let me do the nail surgery in two weeks.
Title: Re: Stripe's Journal - Dr. Barinov LATN Externals
Post by: Stripes on April 15, 2017, 06:58:33 AM
Ah man 3 months seem to long for 4 cm. I wonder if he would let me do the nail surgery in two weeks.

Well, you want to be healthy and back to normal don't you? LL is one of if not the most dangerous cosmetic surgeries being practiced. You want to grow two inches.. the fact that you can even do that in three months is incredible. I have to remind you, this isn't like trying to lose weight before prom or get a six pack before summer. You're breaking your bones in four places, drilling pins through them and then pulling the bones away from one another while pulling on the muscles, tendons and nerves.

Then you're cutting below your knees, cutting to reveal the bone and then drilling through the top of your tibia and having a long titanium rod literally hammered through until it reaches the bottom. That is A LOT of trauma to your body, believe me 3 months is not too long if you want to be safe. Either way, two weeks is very possible but I'll remind you that an extra two weeks means absolutely nothing when you consider everything else.
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Post by: cole slaws on April 15, 2017, 10:47:11 AM
Hi stripes, how much did you lengthen daily and do you have any other side effects of lengthening? Also, are there ways to avoid needle painkillers/epidural?
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Post by: Bron on June 28, 2017, 11:57:41 AM
Stripes,

I have messages to you, hopefully you're doing well and will have time to reply bro
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Post by: Stripes on November 03, 2017, 06:26:46 PM
Update:

Got curious to see what’s up here while sitting at the gym. Got reminded of it because I saw my scars in the mirror and realized I haven’t really thought about the surgery or my year away for almost a month or more. It’s crazy how something that was once the only thing I could think about is just a distant memory.

I’m doing well, really well. Sometimes I will feel a little pain here and there but it’s very rarely. I’m sorry to read about RGKEY, for those that have messaged me asking about my opinion about Barinov now - I don’t know. The only thing I can really say is, if you do this surgery - get the nail. Everyone that went to Barinov who got the nail is completely fine and happy with their life.. the guys that went without the nail, they all have regrets. If I could do it again, I would still go with Barinov. That’s just my experience though.

I’m really happy I did the surgery, it was easily the best decision I ever made.

Cheers everyone, best of luck.
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Post by: Android on November 03, 2017, 07:31:49 PM
Update:

Got curious to see what’s up here while sitting at the gym. Got reminded of it because I saw my scars in the mirror and realized I haven’t really thought about the surgery or my year away for almost a month or more. It’s crazy how something that was once the only thing I could think about is just a distant memory.

I’m doing well, really well. Sometimes I will feel a little pain here and there but it’s very rarely. I’m sorry to read about RGKEY, for those that have messaged me asking about my opinion about Barinov now - I don’t know. The only thing I can really say is, if you do this surgery - get the nail. Everyone that went to Barinov who got the nail is completely fine and happy with their life.. the guys that went without the nail, they all have regrets. If I could do it again, I would still go with Barinov. That’s just my experience though.

I’m really happy I did the surgery, it was easily the best decision I ever made.

Cheers everyone, best of luck.

Thanks for the update Stripes, it's great to hear that you're doing well. It's nice to hear that you just don't think about height or the surgeries anymore -- must be freeing.
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Post by: ibuse on November 04, 2017, 02:56:37 PM
That is reassuring. Because I'm here now and am days away from being finished with lengthening, haha (at 7.4 cm now). It seems like just yesterday when I first spoke to you about the surgery. Hopefully I'll be able to get the nail soon and join your ranks of recovering at home. Thanks again for all of your advice. This is one of the most accurate Barinov journals out there. Every pain you described was spot on. Some of these journals tend to make things seem easy and predictable. After everything I've seen, it seems like most things boil down to genetics and luck. But one thing I've noticed is every champion here uses the foot-holders like you said.
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Post by: Stripes on November 06, 2017, 07:26:40 AM
That is reassuring. Because I'm here now and am days away from being finished with lengthening, haha (at 7.4 cm now). It seems like just yesterday when I first spoke to you about the surgery. Hopefully I'll be able to get the nail soon and join your ranks of recovering at home. Thanks again for all of your advice. This is one of the most accurate Barinov journals out there. Every pain you described was spot on. Some of these journals tend to make things seem easy and predictable. After everything I've seen, it seems like most things boil down to genetics and luck. But one thing I've noticed is every champion here uses the foot-holders like you said.

Hey Ibuse!

Wow man, really happy to hear all this! Glad you went through with it and that things are going well. Haha, it was painful for sure but nothing unbearable - once you're done lengthening dude, it's all smooth sailing... the worst pain is the stage you're at right now, the 7cm mark. Make sure by the way, that you actually lengthened 7.4.. the X-Rays there are scaled and the prints come out zoomed 10%. Measuring the print with a ruler might not actually be accurate and it's possible that it's showing you an extra 1 CM.. Find out from the X-ray clinic how much they're zooming in..

You're right about what you said about some of the other journals, a lot of what's on this forum is exaggerated or played down. What you experience when you actually go through the process is so different than what you read about. Hope you're enjoying Russia, miss that place.
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Post by: Thatdude950 on November 06, 2017, 08:31:46 AM
Gratz on the positive outcome, every other diary seems to be a disaster.

Can we see some vids showing your mobility and athleticism?
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Post by: Stripes on November 06, 2017, 08:35:51 AM
Gratz on the positive outcome, every other diary seems to be a disaster.

Can we see some vids showing your mobility and athleticism?

Yes, that's a good idea. I'll try to record something soon.
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Post by: ibuse on November 06, 2017, 02:00:57 PM
Yes, the measuring has me on edge. I've been tracking myself on the stadiometer and comparing it to barinov's tape measure reading from a while back. I'm hoping to get above 7 cm at least (though 7.5+ would be better). In turns, I've done 9.7 cm! It's crazy how much I had to make up for thanks to pin bending. But yeah, I don't trust the x-rays at all when it comes to measurements.
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Post by: th on November 06, 2017, 06:28:23 PM
stripes - 'to say those who went without the nail, they all have regrets...' is absolute nonsense - not everyone who went to volgograd writes a diary - i had external and absolutely no regrets whatsoever - i had safe lengthening and a great time - you should not make blanket statements like this...external is the safest way...(though not the quickest)
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Post by: Stripes on November 07, 2017, 04:44:07 PM
stripes - 'to say those who went without the nail, they all have regrets...' is absolute nonsense - not everyone who went to volgograd writes a diary - i had external and absolutely no regrets whatsoever - i had safe lengthening and a great time - you should not make blanket statements like this...external is the safest way...(though not the quickest)

You’re right, I should clarify that I meant the patients that I met and spoke to that have completed the process. I’m not speaking for everyone - some patients who are still in the recovery period now are happy with their results without the nail. Of course I’m very aware that very few people that went to Volgograd actually write journals, in fact the vast majority of people that do this surgery never write a thing about it anywhere. What I was trying to say is that the patients that I was with that didn’t get the nail have mentioned either regrets because of how much longer the recovery was or because of complications they had afterwards because of the bone still being soft. Everyone’s experience is different, for me pure externals aren’t necessarily safer as of all the people I know that got the  nail - only one person had 1 small complication that was fixed shortly after - with pure externals I know of 3 issues related to soft bone movement.
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Post by: Bron on November 15, 2017, 05:43:11 PM
hi stripes!

I'm happy to know that you're doing well, it's very assuring to hear from you that you don't have any regrets with doing LL and it's the best decision you made in your life, I'm planning to go to barinov this coming January and hopefully catch ibuse and other LLers who's in there now as we're in constant comminication. I have some few questions tho:

1. I assume that you still have the nails in your legs, is it weight bearing? I mean let's say you want to lift some weights in the gym specially that you want to gain the mass that you lose in the process, would it be possible?
2. If I can remember it correctly you lengthen 8cm and some of the LLers with Barinov lengthen more than that, you think it's safe? I also want to lengthen atleast 8cm but most of the people in this forum are quite against it.
3. What do you think of your proportion?
4. How's your scars?
5. Are you walking normally now? how many weeks/months can you walk normally after inserting the nail?

again I'm very happy to know that you're doing well, your diary and prince's are two of my favorites, hope you can keep updating it once in awhile, hope you can send a photo and video of you walking! haha, cheers stripes and enjoy your new height!
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Post by: myloginacct on November 15, 2017, 10:37:33 PM
This is definitely the most amazing diary in the forums.

I just wanted to ask you one thing: can you tell me how much easier things would have been for you had you stopped at 4cm, and at 5cm? If I ever do LL, those are the numbers I'd settle on, so it'd help a lot to hear from you.

I'm also glad to hear you got over your height dysphoria, no longer rely on crutches and that your life seems to be going so well.
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Post by: Big Decision on February 26, 2018, 03:14:46 AM
could you tell me how much you paid in overall?

And how did you manage to get off work for such a long time?

my biggest concern right now aside from the price tag is how i can possibly get off from work for months, nobody talks about it, i'm thinking about 8cm on my femur in Russia

contacted Dr Barinov several times , no answer
It seems to be hard thing to get a hold of doctors
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Post by: Stripes on April 09, 2018, 10:36:24 PM
I just wanted to ask you one thing: can you tell me how much easier things would have been for you had you stopped at 4cm, and at 5cm? If I ever do LL, those are the numbers I'd settle on, so it'd help a lot to hear from you.

Definitely a lot easier if I had stopped at 4/5. Would have shed a few months off I believe.
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Post by: Stripes on April 09, 2018, 10:39:57 PM
could you tell me how much you paid in overall?

And how did you manage to get off work for such a long time?

Here is the breakdown of the expenses in Euros:

14 500 EUR - LL Surgery + 1 month accommodation
300 EUR - roundtrip plane tickets from Brussels to Volgograd
1000 EUR - +1 month accommodation in clinic (this can be negotiated to be much, much less)
4000 EUR - nail surgery

An alternative to the accommodation in the clinic is living in an apartment. Here is the breakdown for the apartment expenses every month.

280 EUR - Rent, internet
66 EUR - Errand boy services (grocery delivery twice weekly)
53 EUR - Weekly cleaning service
78 EUR - Average monthly groceries (vegetables, meats, juice, eggs, sauces, snacks etc)
95 EUR - Chef services (comes 3 times a week cooks two days worth of food)
Total: 572 EUR a month.

As for work - I was still a student and was working part time. Btw - Barinov does not do femurs. I would avoid any procedure that involves external femurs.
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Post by: Android on April 09, 2018, 11:48:00 PM
Thanks for the breakdown, Stripe. Nice to get an idea on how much the other necessities cost.
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Post by: chipsnsalsa on April 20, 2018, 05:53:43 AM
Hi Stripe - really enjoyed reading this enlightening diary. Thank you very much for taking the time.

Did you know anyone doing LL with Dr Barinov who simultaneously used the procedure to correct bow legs? I am 180cm which is an okay height, but my calves are bowed. I sometimes get knee pain as a result. I often consider bow leg correction, and if it would be possible to gain another 5cm height as well that would be perfect.

I understand there are some Russian patients in the clinic who are there just for straightening. Did you meet anyone who did both lengthening and straightening, and how it turned out for them?