Good News/Bad News
So it’s been a fun day, health-wise
Bad News: A couple weeks ago I fell on the ice and apparently broke my tibia.
And then walked on it.
for like a month and a half.Good News: I broke it exactly under where I’d broken it back in second grade and somehowre-twisted my foot back from the splayed position it’s been in for the last… 22 years.
Bad News: My pain tolerance is apparently FUCKED
PT, staring at my X-rays: “You walked on this for… a month?”
Me: “I have a dog and no yard.”
PT: “Didn’t that hurt?”
Me: “Like a 3? Mostly I was concerned when it didn’t go away after two days. I have tension headaches worse than that.”
PT: *Horrified stare*
PT: “LeTs LoOk At ThAt ShOuLdEr..!”Good News: I have Real Health Insurance Now, so I’m going in for an MRI next week
Bad News: -Because she couldn’t figure out where to begin with my upper back. There’s. A Lot going on up there. :/
So it’s been fun lately!
Edit: I feel really good about this Physical Therapist, I’m still mostly mobile (not as flexible as I’d like but that’s likely changing soon) and able to lift, carry, cook, write, draw etc. buuuuut i get terrible migranes sometimes
This also itsn’t the first time this kind of thing has happened. I broke 2 ribs in 7th grade from coughing when I had pneumonia for the first time, cracked a wrist trying to ride a bike, have a crooked jaw from TMJ (genetic), a minor skull fracture from a different bike injury (If I didin’t have a helmet I’d be dead), and would be suprised if my right should isn’t toally befuckened from learning to throw pottery wrong.
Thing is.
I’ve actually got great bone density and elasticity and given all the dumb and crazy things I’ve done, I honestly should have a lot more broken bones and/or grevious bodily injuries.…and people wonder why I carry a first aid kit with me.
I don’t know how I ended up the healthiest one in our potential Cryptid Road Trip™ group, but I’m gonna wrap all y’all in bubble wrap before we get going.
I’m perfectly healthy I’m just also a dumbass.