So after my posts on Wednesday, I ended up going to my parents’ house for some dinner, and a game of Pandemic. Everything went fine, the food was good, and we actually managed to beat Pandemic (on the easiest setting, though). I got up from the table, and my right leg was feeling…odd. Painful, but not shooting pain. Pain wasn’t radiating, and I was still able to walk…ok. I’ve always had pretty bad knees, so I didn’t think too much of it. Honestly, the first thought was that I need to get back to the gym and do some rehab work with my trainer. He’s the only guy that’s been able to get my knee to stop hurting in a really long time.
I woke up Thursday, though, and was basically crippled. I took my brother in law to the airport, and by the time I got back, I could barely get up the single flight of stairs to my apartment. I emailed my PA/main doc, and they asked me to come in.
I spent from 10:30 am to 4:30 pm in the doctor’s office.
I got an ultrasound, which fortunately was negative. That ruled out a blood clot (the only thing it could have been that would be potentially dangerous for the rest of my treatment). Unfortunately, my insurance company has been difficult in getting an MRI approved. Like I said – I’ve had bum knees for a while, so both knees have already gotten multiple MRIs. It’s always kind of annoying to try and get additional MRIs for new stuff that crops up. That’s part of the reason I don’t really know what’s wrong with them in the first place. After injuring my MCL in football, I haven’t really been able to get the insurance company to let me get follow up MRIs that might tell me more of what kind of on going issues I have.
Now I have to sit around and wait for insurance approval so they can try to figure out what happened.
In the meantime, they gave me some 4mg dilaudid pills. I’m allowed to take 2 if I want as well. So far I’ve just been taking 1, and it helps take the edge off. I get weird feelings in my brain though from the dilaudid, although not anything like when they give it to me via my PICC line. Technically I’m not supposed to operate a motor vehicle, and while I gave my car to my parents to keep at their house, I think I’d be fine to drive, to be honest. I’m also feeling worlds better today, despite still feeling pretty crappy overall.
In summary – Universe? If you’re listening? I would really appreciate it if I could just get through the next few months without any ADDITIONAL random ass body problems, if that wouldn’t be too big a deal. Thanks.