MRI of lower lumbar was done on the Cinco de Mayo, it’s May 18th, tomorrow will be 2 freaking weeks and I’m still waiting on results AND treatment, but thank God my left leg hasn’t actually fallen off!
Back story, in case you haven’t been following, rude 🙄🤣.
January ’24 I was seeing a new physical therapist at a new gym. The focus was on strengthening my left hip. So, when I got sore and tight, and Yasmin the PT I was seeing at the time, and I thought doing the stretch I was told to would fix my problem.
I disconnected attending PT in March, was having stomach issues.
Got in pretty quickly to see my GI, Dr Ahmed: he basically told me since I don’t have a gallbladder I need to take 2 teaspoons of metamucil every morning or of course you’re not shitting properly. Pretty sure ma told me the gummies weren’t strong enough. Dr Ahmed said I’m not a baby, gummies are for babies, 2 teaspoons every morning.
Stomach issue was quickly resolved, I think it was less than 2 weeks and my stomach was ready to attend appointments, but my hip pain had changed. Now the pain is going down my leg and my foot gets numb and tinglingly, and I need medical attention/imaging.
We went to the walk in clinic at Jewit Orthopedic, the PA ordered an x-ray of my lower lumbar and right hip, they both looked normal/healthy.
This brings us to the MRI indecent:
You know how you can’t bring metal in the MRI room, well same applize to wheelchairs and assistive devices (IE canes).
We’re going over my intake forms with the MRI nurse, she asks Dom🙄 if I can independently take a few steps. To which I replied and told her I (who you should be talking to) can’t walk independently, I need a cane or something to hold on to. She replied I can help you🙄, Dom tells she just needs to hold on to your arm. It seemed like we were on the same page. I have a speech impediment, but I know my shit, and all I’m going to need is your arm.
Boy was I wrong.
Dom walked with us as far as it was safe for him to go, and supervise the shit show.
I stand up and single I need the nurse on my right, as I’m reaching for her arm, and Dom is telling her she’s just going to hold on to you, isn’t she holding me, and calling out for her tech to hold on to my left side. I’m thinking I can see this ending with me on the floor.
I take I want to say 2 steps, till I’m “sittin’ sideways” I fell off my platform Croc
And Dom’s calm voice went from, “y’all are doing too much, she needs to lean” to “her ankle, y’all need to stop!”
I throw my ass in the wheelchair and think I now I need imaging of my left (fused) ankle, only if they listened to me. Now they’re going to think I need them to really hold me in “proper” place.
See I have hemiplegia (TBI (tramatic brain injury) survivor) effecting my left side, so I have to move differently to get my body to function. So I “over” lean, to bring my left foot forward.
Real pimps lean wit they limp 😏
Thank God they moved the MRI bed, so I was able to do a 2 step transfer. Before I stood Dom tried explaining AGAIN how to help me, and finally told the tech to go somewhere.
Second attempt was a success, notice I didn’t say smooth. I was correct after my “fall” they were extra enablers. 🙄
Update: it’s now the 19th, the day of our session at Rebecca Rose, and I’m having a day. Our appointment is at 6, it’s in Maitland, 37 miles, easily an hour or more away.
It’s also day 65 of my cycle, yes I’m dying. Poor Dom I’ve been PMSing over a month, oh U,T,I joined the alphabet attacks: https://adaywithnina.com/the-waiting-is-the-hardest-part/