Well, THAT Explains Much...
Feb. 3rd, 2006 10:08 amMy fucking foot is broken.
And it's an old fracture, so it's been broken for some time. The doctor called it a "march fracture", and said I could have gotten it just from walking, 'cause of my weight. However, looking at some stuff on the web, march fractures (so named because they're typically seem in foot soldiers) are specifically in the metatarsals, and this is on the calcaneous bone. There's basically just a big old hunk of it broken off and sliding around. Hence the on-again-off-again pain, while it moves to more and less painful areas. So, I need to go to an orthopedic doctor. I've seen the x-ray. I'm pretty darn sure something that looks like that doesn't get fixed without surgery. The guy I used to work for, who happens to be one of the 10 best in the country, and who specializes on lower extremities, doesn't seem to be on my insurance, nor does the guy my doctor goes to. So, probably Resurgens, although I'm gonna check on the other docs myself and make sure.
Part of me is relieved. It's not all in my head. Part of me is in shock, y'know, for obvious reasons. And part of me is somewhat annoyed. I mean, I've never had a broken bone in my life. If I was gonna break a bone, it should have at least been exciting, or drama-filled, or something. Hell, I didn't even notice when this happened. How boring.
So, lots of bridges to cross. But, for today, I'm just gonna take it easy.
And it's an old fracture, so it's been broken for some time. The doctor called it a "march fracture", and said I could have gotten it just from walking, 'cause of my weight. However, looking at some stuff on the web, march fractures (so named because they're typically seem in foot soldiers) are specifically in the metatarsals, and this is on the calcaneous bone. There's basically just a big old hunk of it broken off and sliding around. Hence the on-again-off-again pain, while it moves to more and less painful areas. So, I need to go to an orthopedic doctor. I've seen the x-ray. I'm pretty darn sure something that looks like that doesn't get fixed without surgery. The guy I used to work for, who happens to be one of the 10 best in the country, and who specializes on lower extremities, doesn't seem to be on my insurance, nor does the guy my doctor goes to. So, probably Resurgens, although I'm gonna check on the other docs myself and make sure.
Part of me is relieved. It's not all in my head. Part of me is in shock, y'know, for obvious reasons. And part of me is somewhat annoyed. I mean, I've never had a broken bone in my life. If I was gonna break a bone, it should have at least been exciting, or drama-filled, or something. Hell, I didn't even notice when this happened. How boring.
So, lots of bridges to cross. But, for today, I'm just gonna take it easy.