My worst pain is not one people would want to read about for srs, so I will share THE ONE WHERE DOCTORS SUCK.
So the Friday before my first day of senior year, I broke my right ankle stepping off the porch. Hilariously I had just spent the day taking care of my dad who was flat on the living room floor with sciatica and I was half laying on the porch in shock with the dog licking my face when my mom came home ten minutes later and found me. Oh the days before kids were allowed to have cell phones.
So she takes me to Kaiser (dear lord), only the radiologist was all NO YOU DIDN'T BREAK IT, IT'S A SPRAIN, and so I walked it off by proceeding to play football and take behind the wheel (driver's ed on the road!) over the next two weeks with this massively swollen ankle and taking a crapload of pain pills.
Then another doctor calls my mom at work all UM, YEAH, SO WE FUCKED THAT UP? So they made me come back in but it was too healed to do much but put a brace on it and hope for the best. Meaning now my ankle swells like a mofo all the time. The end.
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So the Friday before my first day of senior year, I broke my right ankle stepping off the porch. Hilariously I had just spent the day taking care of my dad who was flat on the living room floor with sciatica and I was half laying on the porch in shock with the dog licking my face when my mom came home ten minutes later and found me. Oh the days before kids were allowed to have cell phones.
So she takes me to Kaiser (dear lord), only the radiologist was all NO YOU DIDN'T BREAK IT, IT'S A SPRAIN, and so I walked it off by proceeding to play football and take behind the wheel (driver's ed on the road!) over the next two weeks with this massively swollen ankle and taking a crapload of pain pills.
Then another doctor calls my mom at work all UM, YEAH, SO WE FUCKED THAT UP? So they made me come back in but it was too healed to do much but put a brace on it and hope for the best. Meaning now my ankle swells like a mofo all the time. The end.