Orthopaedist
Jun. 29th, 2011 01:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
After the nurses at the original orthopaedic office to which I was referred checked my x-rays, I was informed I couldn't wait that long to see a doctor, so I referred to a Dr. Gill, who will be seeing me on 5 July. It'll probably be then when I find out if I actually have a hairline fracture instead of the sprain from hell. I'm pretty pleased with the change in doctors anyway because Dr. Gill is in with the Village at Pelham group and his office is actually closer to my home than Dr. Grady's office is. So I think it's gonna work out better this way.
I'm hurting like a sonnamabeetch, though. Crutches and I do not get along very well at all, and Toby has decided that my elevated left leg is a launch pad to Oahu, Hawaii. Every time he flings himself off my leg, I want to kick his ratty ass, but I am unable to kick wind out of a balloon right now...not that I'd ever kick any critter, except maybe a millipede, if I could bring myself to get close enough to kick the creepy ass thing.
But I'm rambling, 'cos I'm getting drunk, thanks to being in paaaaaiiiiinnnnn. I just don't want to do anything but shuffle aimlessly through Teh Intarwebs like a crabby old half-demented hag in curlers, pink fuzzy house slippers, and a night gown with the hem half out. I currently have no purpose except to finish watching the last season of Battlestar Galactica and beginning the five epic seasons of Babylon 5. That'll keep my mind off nearly snapping my left foot off at the ankle in the parking lot of the BP.
I'm hurting like a sonnamabeetch, though. Crutches and I do not get along very well at all, and Toby has decided that my elevated left leg is a launch pad to Oahu, Hawaii. Every time he flings himself off my leg, I want to kick his ratty ass, but I am unable to kick wind out of a balloon right now...not that I'd ever kick any critter, except maybe a millipede, if I could bring myself to get close enough to kick the creepy ass thing.
But I'm rambling, 'cos I'm getting drunk, thanks to being in paaaaaiiiiinnnnn. I just don't want to do anything but shuffle aimlessly through Teh Intarwebs like a crabby old half-demented hag in curlers, pink fuzzy house slippers, and a night gown with the hem half out. I currently have no purpose except to finish watching the last season of Battlestar Galactica and beginning the five epic seasons of Babylon 5. That'll keep my mind off nearly snapping my left foot off at the ankle in the parking lot of the BP.
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