Archive for May 12th, 2008

Saw the nurse practitioner today who sent me off for an x-ray and gave me a referral to a podiatrist.

As I’m walking the couple blocks to the x-ray place, I’m simultaneously making an appointment with the podiatrist, but because I have the bare minimum HMO, the earliest appt. I can get is May 21st. Huge stinkin’ bummer.

I get the x-rays done and the doctor doesn’t see anything of note, though she does point out a little bony bit on top of my heel that I think could be one of the culprits (I suspect there may be two separate things going on) because that would make sense for my self-diagnosis of nerve impingement. I know, I’m no Marcus Welby M.D., but too much time on my hands has led me to investigate every form of lateral foot/ankle pain known to mankind in these past few weeks and very little fits the bill.

I get home, thrilled that there’s no stress fracture (because at my age, that’s always in the back of my mind, even if the symptom is an itchy ear) but unhappy because I have to wait over a week for Step Two. So I call my local running store and get a name of a sports doc/podiatrist who, happily, will see me tomorrow morning at 8:30.

And that, my friends, is Step One in what I should have started a week ago. I’m such a dick that way, but I’ve always hated doctors and apt. making, so whatever…better late than never.

I’ll let you know what’s up when I get home tomorrow. Cross fingers and toes for me, please.