Another Injury Update
I hate doctors. Really, I do.
I made an appointment with my doctor, because the doctor in the ER said I had to. Okay, no problem. My mother was pissed off because she or Dad couldn't go with me (my appt. was at 2:30 this afternoon, when they're driving to work). I promised I wouldn't take any Vicodin until I got home. Even though I was in pain.
So I went to the doctor's office and waited somewhat patiently until they called my name. I also had a low grade fever (which I didn't know I had). I felt fine though, except for the pain in my back, right hip, and right leg.
Finally, the doctor came in and asked me what had happened. Gave him the condensed version. He told me he looked at my X-rays and that they were negative. I then told him what the ER doctor had told me, that I had contusions and whatnot. He asked me if I fell and I said no. Then he asked me how I have contusions on my back. Hell if I know!
So then, he tells me I have trochanteric bursitis and I need a cortisone shot. What?!?! I HATE needles. I really do. So, they had the receptionist come in and watch while the doctor shoots cortisone near my hip. Well, the shot wasn't so fucking bad. He had mentioned giving me muscle relaxers, but decided not to. Then he told me not to take the Vicodin.
So now, I have a bruise on my thigh. I'm still in pain. I'm crying hysterically for no apparent reason. On the plus side, I can go back to work on Wednesday. *rolls eyes* Fucking goody.
Life, Love, and FOREVER Liquor!
~~Queen Li~~
I made an appointment with my doctor, because the doctor in the ER said I had to. Okay, no problem. My mother was pissed off because she or Dad couldn't go with me (my appt. was at 2:30 this afternoon, when they're driving to work). I promised I wouldn't take any Vicodin until I got home. Even though I was in pain.
So I went to the doctor's office and waited somewhat patiently until they called my name. I also had a low grade fever (which I didn't know I had). I felt fine though, except for the pain in my back, right hip, and right leg.
Finally, the doctor came in and asked me what had happened. Gave him the condensed version. He told me he looked at my X-rays and that they were negative. I then told him what the ER doctor had told me, that I had contusions and whatnot. He asked me if I fell and I said no. Then he asked me how I have contusions on my back. Hell if I know!
So then, he tells me I have trochanteric bursitis and I need a cortisone shot. What?!?! I HATE needles. I really do. So, they had the receptionist come in and watch while the doctor shoots cortisone near my hip. Well, the shot wasn't so fucking bad. He had mentioned giving me muscle relaxers, but decided not to. Then he told me not to take the Vicodin.
So now, I have a bruise on my thigh. I'm still in pain. I'm crying hysterically for no apparent reason. On the plus side, I can go back to work on Wednesday. *rolls eyes* Fucking goody.
Life, Love, and FOREVER Liquor!
~~Queen Li~~