Monday, February 2, 2009

What's wrong with this picture?


Have you guessed yet? There is something really wrong about this photo.
The left foot is "healing nicely" and looks really good. My doctor wanted to compare range of motion and swelling vs. my right foot.

Uh oh...I had to show him.
He took one look at the right one and said "what in the heck happened to your right ankle?" as he peered at the residual bruising and swelling from my fall last Tuesday. It has hurt a lot since the fall, but I was in denial and chalking it up to an overuse injury since the right leg/ankle have been doing all of the work since October.
Well, there is a lot of pain, swelling, popping and clicking right where the ligament meets one of the ankle bones. Doc's theory--partial or complete tear of one of the ligaments. He literally looked at me and said, "this is a big mess." And he didn't say this in a joking/light manner--he was dead serious (unusual for this doc who has a keen sense of humor.)
I have an MRI on Thursday morning to find out and will get results on Monday.
The doc didn't even know what to do. He was going to let me start PT but can't if I can't put full weight on the right leg. He normally would have put me in another CAM walker as a precautionary measure, but because of their size it's impossible to put someone in two walkers. So, he settled for the "una boot" shown above--basically there is a medicated wrap under the ace bandage. The medication helps relieve the swelling and provides some localized pain relief. I had one before and it was OK--gets hot quickly and is kind of messy. I get to take it off myself before my appointment on Thursday for the MRI.
He gave me valium for the MRI because this one is going to take longer. I don't think he gave me enough because might need it to get through this week of not knowing my fate. I thought about saying a lot of prayers but then feel selfish. There are so many people in worse situations throughout the world that this is a piece of cake. It just sucks for me...
And for my poor family. Luckily, Aaron has promised to not change the locks until we get the test results. I'm grateful that he's not kicking me out into the snow....for now.

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