Went to my very, very nice doctor today. I love her because she’s friendly, quick to laugh, and listens. She is a wonderful general practitioner.
She told me to ice my foot/ankle, take a shit-ton (her words…..I wish…..) of Motrin, and stay off it for an indeterminate amount of time. And not wear flip flops. $30.
She sent me next door for x-rays to rule out a stress fracture that neither she nor I thought I actually had. $50.
Good news: I don’t have any fractures or bone abnormalities. Also, I’m basically a doctor.
Bad news: I didn’t get a diagnosis, a treatment plan, or any information beyond common sense. That is really frustrating.
So, I will spend the next week poppin’ Motrin, sitting under a Brussels sprout compress, and getting reacquainted with the pool. I also have an opportunity to cut back on calories and drop a few pounds since I won’t have much work to fuel.
Looking on the bright side…