PCP (primary care provider) advised the MRI results are such that natural healing through conservative methods (rest, ice, compression, physical therapy) are less likely. The good news is that the orthopedic surgeon can get me in next week. Yay. Can’t wait to see the look on my work-place manager’s face if I have to have another surgery, even if it’s a minor one. And who knows, maybe they’ll recommend to try and exhaust conservative methods first to be absolutely sure. it still creeps me out a little that who knows what state one’s tendons are in unless one gets an MRI, which is super expensive. I mean, what if we try PT and a few months from now, it’s better, but not great. How do you guess at what condition the tendons are in at that point without another MRI?
It’s a bit irritating and unfortunate how long it took to figure this out. Trying not to hate or resent all the previous providers, but it’s a yucky situation. The most helpful one thought I merely needed to be put on strong prescription anti-inflammatories every couple of months to reduce sweelling and call it good. They never entertained the idea it could be anything worse than healthy, strong, tendons getting inflamed from time to time. Now I’m envisioning them torn, chewed, and possibly semi-mangled and, well, yuck. I do have a chronic inflammatory “disease” so I get it, but . . . Is it because I’m so fat and this type of tendon damage is usually from athletic sports injuries? Not hating on them, but good grief it took a while to get here. Even my insurance would probably have rejected an MRI request earlier in the year without proof of a traumatic injury.
Will try to focus on the idea that hard word towards losing weight WILL come eventually. It’s been so slow, and so arduous the past few months. As I mentioned, all things considered, even with a supposed “significant” weight loss so far, I don’t feel much better than before. I have to force myself to believe that even if it’s seriously delayed, and I don’t see the payback yet, that it will come someday. I realize it’s not immediate or dramatic, but oye, it’s been tough to hang in there. You get to the point you start to think eh, what does it matter if I eat this or that? I feel semi-cruddy either way. Why bother?
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