Hell on wheels
I had my first venture into the land of orthopaedics today, but I venture to say that it won't be my last. The doctor I was referred after my misadventure last week saw me today, ordered a completely new set of radiographs, and then proceeded to show me where the fracture is. If I was a racehorse, we would call it a slab fracture and I'd be on my way to the glue factory but...
As it is, he told me that if I was eighteen and didn't have arthritis and a host of other medical issues he'd put a couple of pins in it and I'd be good to go. Instead, he's referring me for a CT scan and to another doctor that specializes in traumatic fractures. In other words, I've been dumped. He went to great lengths to point out that I'm not a good candidate for surgery, even though he mentioned knee replacement a few times.
Whether or not I have surgery, I'm stuck in a wheelchair for a minimum of three months before I can even think about bearing weight again. I can hardly wait to see what the next doctor has to say. In the meantime, I'm as mean as a snake and I've been referred to as Hell on Wheels.
Stay tuned...
Comments
StephenS 10 years ago
THREE MONTHS? When are you going to see this "special" physician? Exactly where do you live, I never want to get sick there! Even in FL physicians move right along, (they want to collect their fees).
jimmyt44 10 years ago
LadyDoc,
I think most people wouldn't survive the barrage of traumas you've been handed. I am always amazed at the upbeat attitude you have amidst these misfortunes. God Bless you.
chester89 10 years ago
*Hands LadyDoc a crash helmet
Just in case.
MissStress 10 years ago
Poor ladydoc. :(