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January 28, 2005
And the Doctor Says...
That I have to see an orthopedist. I think it's good news that I can support my full weight on it and that when she pushed and pulled my knee and pressed from side to side to test the ligaments that it didn't hurt at all.
We'll see. The bad news is, she thinks I need to see an orthopedist (and that I am not allowed to run or jump). The good news? She wrote a prescription for a 2-month UI handicapped parking permit. So I can park anywhere I want to on campus now (except fire lanes, no parking zones and spaces specifically marked for certain people). And I don't have to pay if I use the meters.
Posted by sally at January 28, 2005 03:54 PM
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Oh damn. That really sucks.
Posted by: Terry at January 28, 2005 03:09 PM
Yeah. Yeah it does. Especially since I've done some research and it's probably either my ACL or my meniscus. Wheee...
Posted by: Sally at January 28, 2005 04:23 PM
ooh, yeah, that sucks rock.
It was one week before opening. there was an unchoreographed moment where the Giant Bee-Man gave me psychadelic nectar to ingest (don't ask). I come off a jump with my right foot rolling, and I hear a loud pop. the rehearsal goes on, and I end up wrapping my foot, but I seem to be doing okay so I think nothing of it. After rehearsal, and with my right foot looking like purple haggis, I drop by the emergency room, you know, just to say hello to my old friends there. Right fifth metatarsal, clean fracture.
Since we're opening that weekend, I spend the next day combing Portland for an orthopoedic specialist who'll see me within 24 hours. I end up booking the guys who work for the Trailblazers. They give me a special Orthopoedic Shoe with an ultra-hard sole and a prescription for percoset, God bless and save their merry hearts. "Listen to the pain," they said. And the Show Went On.
Hands-down, the most physically challenging performance experience ever. File under, "Never Do This Again Ever You Dumb Ass-hat." The upswing is, now when my foot gets cranky, I know the weather is going to turn.
Good luck with your new built-in barometer-knee, Sally.
Posted by: paul at January 30, 2005 01:18 AM
ps--
emt/meteorologist paul says--
It's great that the injury can bear weight, and that the ligaments are okay. That means it's likely things will heal sooner rather than later.
bad news is, unless some serious bone trauma is involved, I'm afraid there's no guarantee you will be getting a built-in knee-barometer after all.
in the absence of a percoset prescription, prodigious quantities of distilled spirits may be substituted.
Posted by: paul at January 30, 2005 01:24 AM
Considering the amount of ibuprofen I'm currently ingesting (3-4 advil 3x day), I'm pretty sure I should be avoiding any more trauma to the liver. But thanks for the booze suggestion. I can always say, "but my emt told me to." (tee hee)
Posted by: Sally at January 30, 2005 08:22 AM
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