What's up with Whatsit

Of ships and shoes and 800-year-old doctors

I renewed my membership today, so I have 365 days to blog to my heart's content. I always say that, though.

I see in my last entry that I was still under the impression that I had sprained my knee. I found out about 3 weeks ago that I fractured my tibia. First I went to the Emergency Room at River Oaks Hospital - not sure when this was, back in April I think. This was on a Monday night. My knee had been killing me for no reason that I knew. I fell in the bathroom a while back. That's the only thing I could think of that could have affected it. Anyway, they X-rayed it and said I had tendonitis and it should be well in a couple of weeks. A couple of weeks later I went back and told them it was still hurting. They told me I needed an MRI and to call Mississippi Sports Medicine. I scheduled an appointment with Mississippi Sports Medicine and told them I needed an MRI. When I got there, this 800-year-old doctor just felt of it and told me I had arthritis and maybe some bone spurs. He was going to refuse to prescribe any pain medication until my husband spoke up. Evidently the person in front of him being in excruciating pain affected him not one bit. I've thought since then of suing him. When I got home I called the first place that came up on my Google Search, which was Capital Orthopedic. They scheduled me for an MRI, at which I found out I had a fractured tibia. I was overjoyed to finally have a diagnosis and I am astonished that it took all of that to find out such a simple thing.

I still may sue the 800-year-old guy. Dern. I ought to talk bad about him on Facebook.

So, it still hurts, but not near as much. I go back to Capital Orthopedic on June 12.

Other goings on:

- My husband and oldest daughter went to Colorado to attend my husband's old friend's daughter, which was today. They will be home Tuesday.

- My other two kids leave for church camp Monday. My daughter's friend is going and she is coming to pick them up for me since I am trying not to drive.

- That leaves me here by myself Monday and most of Tuesday. I have plenty of groceries and everything else I need, and I plan on watching just exactly what I want to watch on TV. I am kind of looking forward to it. Peace and quiet!

- If all else fails, my mom and stepfather live around the corner. Hopefully I don't have to resort to calling them for help, but I can if I have to. My mom doesn't mind doing things for other people as long as they don't mind having to hear about it for the rest of eternity.

- Now you know what I know.

" . . .my doctor says I have a malformed public duty gland and
a natural deficiency in moral fiber . . ." Douglas Adams