So saw the ankle doctor yesterday. Got to have a needle stuck into my ankle joint and wiggled around, until he figured that the needle was clogged. So he got a new one and did the same thing, though this one actually worked. THAT was fun. Felt good, actually, afterwards, but today...PAIN in the joint! He said it would feel stiff, not painful. Hopefully thats not a bad thing? Really only hurts going up and down the stairs. And laying down with knees bent during physical therapy for the back.
Worst case scenario with the ankle, since i naturally walk on outside of feet, is to have surgery where they break my heel bone and reset it so i walk more along the inside of my foot - as it is, i risk suffering chronic ankle issues. They could also go in and clean up the scar-tissue. Neither sound too fun, and I'd rather avoid both if possible.
Back therapy is helping, though i think its a problem i am always going to live with. In all honesty, I think the root of its cause is the ankle, and the subtle motions i take when walking due to bad ankle.
On a side note, the receptionist at Physical Therapy place is pretty cute. She addresses me by first name these days, but I am too shy to really talk back to her. I day-dream of asking her out to dinner, but fear of rejection and just utter lack of self confidence won't ever allow me to do that, as much as i dream about the pleasant...results of such a thing. But I am fat and ugly and very unattractive. People only stare at me because of my vast amount of freckles, and fatness. I am just destined to live the rest of my life alone in solitude.
Ah, such is life. Nothing ever goes my way these days.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
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