Sunday, March 1, 2009
Let Us Wait Awhile
One day around the first part of December my knee started aching. I waited until I was sure it wasn't going to leave on it's own before I called the doctors office. Then I had to wait for the appointment. He wanted X-ray’s so I had to wait for that appointment. Then I had to wait until Dr received X-rays. I was called and set up for an appointment with the doctor, which I had to wait for. Meantime my knee is getting worse with each passing day. Finally the day arrives for the doctor appointment and I get a shot of cortisone in the knee, which was suppose to make the pain disappear in about 48 hours. 48 hours turned into exactly one week before the pain subsided. I had another follow up appointment with the doctor to see how it was doing, and there was no pain that day, but before the week was over it came back with a vengeance. I called the doctor and had to wait for an appointment for an MRI. Then I had to wait for the results of the MRI to get to the doctor. Now I'm waiting for the doctor's sidekick to get me an appointment with an orthopedic doctor because I have a torn cartilage. I waited two days and then it was the weekend, so two more days and I am still waiting and my ankles are now swollen, whatever that means. It's been almost three months and I'm still on hold. Getting pain pills from a doctor in this town is next to impossible. Everybody is a potential drug addict, and they wouldn't want to aid and abet that habit. I just hate to get my drugs from a drug dealer because they won't accept insurance.