Broken. Lame. Not Sound.

Last week I went to the Specialist at The Andrews Institute here in Gulf Breeze. Before my appointment I had the MRI done. Boy was that weird. I could feel my toes tingling as it read my flesh. 

But anyway, here is the diagnosis:

A schriveled up ACL and a torn Meniscus. The pointer is the anterior cruciate ligament.

My surgery is scheduled for the middle of September. 

LISTEN PEOPLE- It looks like I can walk FINE but actually every time I take a step with my right leg it feels like the top of my knee is going to slip off the bottom half. If I get to eager with my walking I can over bend the knee and so goes lightning bolts down the right side of my body. I can't bend it all the way. I can't react quickly and I am high alert to that. I am going to the barn the same but I'm limited to what I can do. I'm getting rather pissed off. At everything. 

I'm confident that I am in the right place as far as treatment goes. The Andrews Institute is infamous for Orthopedics and their doctors are the best. Heck, my doctor has eighty five signed posters and pictures of athletes in his office- including Charles Barkley! But really, He seems to be a very distinguished and knowledgeable Physician. I've read some of his essays online and I trust that he will get me back in the saddle as soon as possible and the operation will be a 100% success.

While I was researching facts about this injury online I came across a lot of interesting things. Like, it's quite a big deal. And when the ACL tears one major indication is that you hear a loud "pop" at time of injury. And that women athletes are more prone to this particular injury due to the angle of our hips. And that the recovery is very hard...and that you can get fat if you don't watch what you eat because it stops you from excercising everyday! I'm like a racehorse on stall rest with frustrations.

I'm broken. Lame. Not Sound.

My, what an amazing depth of feel you have.

Contemporary Healthcare

The X-s&G is the greatest invention to modern medicine since the sterilization, beneficial to the elevenhundredety people that can't afford Health Care.
It goes like this:
Took a fall, got a bit hurt and wondering if any bones are broken.
Drive 5-15 miles to the nearest drive up X-S&G.
Choose drive up or walk -in.
Slide Twenty Dollars into the slot exactly like a slot machine.
Place this big heavy coat on. Wait for green light.
Place body part up in "this area" and press "this button"

Wait 17 minutes.
"After you pack yourself an ice pack with our free ice, relax in our waiting room on the plush Microfiber sofa, read our endless issues of gossip magazines & wi-fi, and most of all enjoy a quick rest! You've just had an accident and we don't allow fluorescent lights!"

Watch as your film develops and slides through the slot.
Hold it up to the light.

Send a txt to your best friend.
"Naw, dood. It's not broken, I'm not going to the hospital."

Today I heard that the doctor who helped me out with the little hatchet in the foot incident is praticing here at the Orthopaedic Hospital (The Andrews Institute).
I asked for him, I wonder why they didn't at least get the Bookout (HA! that's the Dr.'s name that I want!) to see if he was around. Two nurses and a Immobilizer Fitting Tech just looked at each other and no one knew him. The nurse wrote a doctors name for me to call on the paper, told me he was affliated with TAI.  I called the number. On the third time I was told that this doctor is not with TAI, and here was the number to his office in the Breezers.
Wait.
what? 

Did that just happen?

The dipstick in my car is broken and I have to grab it with little pliers. I went to put it back into position and it dissappeared. Where the dipstick once was was a 2" round hole in the thingy on the motor. It didn't fall in. The whole plastic casing fell through the hole.