Okay people. Time for an update.I went to the doctor today at around 3 in Ellenville. Gregg Atlas.
He's a god.
He's cute.
He's my new (and first) podiatrist.
Dr. Atlas believes my foot is either sprained or broken. He asked me if I'd rolled my ankle recently and I mentioned a certain one on one basketball game I'd been in and he was shocked to hear that it was two weeks ago and he hadn't seen me before.
"Did you at least win the game?""No. I lost. Eight to three. The guy kicked my ass.""Oh, now you see this is completely unforgivable. The least you could have done was win the game."~Me and Dr. Atlas. And this is a good point. Tony gets a relationship and I get an injured foot. Fair? I think not. j/k.
Apparently, Dr. Atlas' x-ray technician was gone by the time he was looking at my "aside from injured, very healthy" feet and so he told me that I would have to go to the hospital and get some x-rays done. Hence the beginning of my odd afternoon.
I went to the hospital and proceeded to wait an hour, becoming increasingly self-conscious of the neon pink (make me puke) ace bandaged right foot of which I was the new owner. I waited. And I waited. And then this woman comes out to tell me that I can get my x-rays done now. So I got into a wheelchair for the first time in my life. That was an interesting ride. Quite addictive as well.
I pushed myself down the hallway. Practiced three point wheelchair turns and wanted to go around in a circle. I was having fun. More fun than someone in my situation should have been having but still, fun.
In the end, it comes down to this small list of things I cannot do.
I cannot drive. I cannot walk on the foot. I cannot go to work tomorrow because I'll be in Monticello at 9am where Dr. Atlas will be looking at my x-rays and possibly putting me in a cast.
This cast should only be on for a week, meaning: it'll be off by the time Frff gets here. God willing.
Your thoughts and good wishes are welcome. Please don't be hasty in sending them.
This bites me hard. I've got to go and put the ace bandage back on my foot.
I wish it wasn't neon pink. Why didn't I ask for blue?
