Actual Personal Info Post!

I just real­ized that I’ve man­aged to post five times today with­out say­ing much of any­thing about what’s going on. Prob­a­bly because I was annoyed with what’s going on.

This morn­ing began with dri­ving sam­bear to work in order to enjoy his com­pa­ny a bit longer. I’m jeal­ous of my Sam-time. It’s funny—in every oth­er rela­tion­ship, I’ve felt suf­fo­cat­ed and want­ed more time with­out the oth­er per­son around. I just can’t get enough of Sam, though.

I did some errands (includ­ing a trip to Sil­ver Lin­ing), and my ankle/foot informed me that things were Not Okay—in fact, they were far more swollen than they had been. So I went to the post office, then went on to the doc-in-the-box.

Pok­ing, prod­ding, and three x‑rays lat­er, I was informed that I have 1) a bad sprain; and 2) a chipped bone, with a bit of bone knock­ing about.

Nope, there’s not a damned thing to be done about it but keep­ing it wrapped and ele­vat­ed, using heat, soak­ing it, and stay­ing off of it. Oh, when I must walk around, I’m sup­posed to wear “good footwear that pro­vides ankle sup­port.” I don’t own any of that.

He said that crutch­es might be a good idea, as they’d remind me to stay off it. I’m not going to go buy crutch­es to be, well, a crutch.

If it still hurts in 4–6 weeks, I was told to go see an ortho­pe­dic spe­cial­ist. The­o­ret­i­cal­ly, my body should just reab­sorb that bone chip and make use of the cal­ci­um in it.

The doc­tor said he would­n’t have pre­scribed the meds I’m already on, and cer­tain­ly would­n’t give me any­thing stronger. I think he was sur­prised when I said that I was­n’t there to get drugs. (I did­n’t say this part, but if I had been, I cer­tain­ly would­n’t have told them what I was tak­ing! I’m not stupid!)

I don’t have time for this, dammit!

On the plus side, he did­n’t say a thing about my weight. Yay doc!

Cyn is Rick's wife, Katie's Mom, and Esther & Oliver's Mémé. She's also a professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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