Em Are Ay-yi-yi

Friday, I finally got to see the orthopedist. He sat down with me and I started telling my tale of woe, and you could see the "hm, this isn't so good" expression cross his face a few times. Then he handed me one of the "Fancy-Schmancy" (his description) gowns to put on, and he left the room for a bit.

The gown was made of plastic, and it had long sleeves with these little holes in the end that you're supposed to put your thumbs through. So yeah: hot day, feeling a little sweaty already, let's wrap me up in long-sleeved plastic. And, for the record, it's the thumb loops that make the whole thing art. I predict everyone will be wearing them in the future.

First he manipulated my right leg to figure out what my "typical" range of motion is. That, he was impressed with. If you've seen me then you'll agree when I say "So was I." He then took hold of the left leg and did some manipulating: "Does this hurt? How about this?", etc. Every once in awhile I'd get a pain and he'd put on that "yeah, this ain't good" face. Finally he said that he thinks I have a meniscal tear, but I'll have to get an MRI to be sure. Get the MRI and call him back for a new appointment.

So I call the good people at Advanced Radiology and tell them I need an MRI. They set me up for Sunday at 1:00 ("come at 12:45 so you can do the paperwork"). They're open on Sunday? Okay! Later on, I get a call that they need to move me to 10:00 and I'm OK with that.

Sunday morning and GF decides that she's going to take me in because sometimes an MRI disorients you a little. (It does?) We get to the place and it's closed up but tight. The only sign indicating hours has no mention of being open on Sunday. Yeah, that's odd.

I called them today (there are several locations so when you call it's to a central phone number) and they sounded as surprised as I was that nobody was around. So now I'm re-scheduled for Thursday afternoon, right after school. I hope I don't pass out on the way home. Heh.