So...who said that the cast coming off was good news?
Well, I'm back at work today, with a headache, and trying to find a way to put my leg up while still typing on my computer and writing legibly. Oh, and without my posterior falling asleep. Not easy.
Getting the cast off reveals only bad news. The charlie horse I described in my last post wasn't really a charlie horse, it was just a symptom. When I got the cast off, the first thing the doctor told me to do was stand on my bad foot, but the pain was so severe it was impossible. So he set up an ultrasound at the hospital to see what was wrong.
Turns out that the cast, and not elevating enough at work, and some other factors, caused a blood clot behind me knee.
Finding this out has been nothing but terrifying. It could break off and cause real damage. Or just being there so far could have caused permanent damage to the veins in my leg, causing daily swelling and pain for the rest of my life. Oh, and the medication I'm on to get rid of the clot? They're anti-coagulants, so I can't get cut or bruised while I'm on them. In addition, if I have a stroke, it'll probably kill me.
I know, I know, the likelihood of a healthy person in their 30s having a stroke is nil. But the likelihood of a migraine sufferer in their 30s of having a stroke is 30 percent higher.
I've been playing it cool, calm, and like everything is ok to everyone around me so that they don't freak out. I'd, however, really like to freak out now. Like, loose it and wail like a baby and have someone tell me it'll be fine, and I won't be the 1 in 3 that has permanent damage, and that I'll still be able to kickbox and all that......
Sorry for dumping, but I had to do it somewhere.
Getting the cast off reveals only bad news. The charlie horse I described in my last post wasn't really a charlie horse, it was just a symptom. When I got the cast off, the first thing the doctor told me to do was stand on my bad foot, but the pain was so severe it was impossible. So he set up an ultrasound at the hospital to see what was wrong.
Turns out that the cast, and not elevating enough at work, and some other factors, caused a blood clot behind me knee.
Finding this out has been nothing but terrifying. It could break off and cause real damage. Or just being there so far could have caused permanent damage to the veins in my leg, causing daily swelling and pain for the rest of my life. Oh, and the medication I'm on to get rid of the clot? They're anti-coagulants, so I can't get cut or bruised while I'm on them. In addition, if I have a stroke, it'll probably kill me.
I know, I know, the likelihood of a healthy person in their 30s having a stroke is nil. But the likelihood of a migraine sufferer in their 30s of having a stroke is 30 percent higher.
I've been playing it cool, calm, and like everything is ok to everyone around me so that they don't freak out. I'd, however, really like to freak out now. Like, loose it and wail like a baby and have someone tell me it'll be fine, and I won't be the 1 in 3 that has permanent damage, and that I'll still be able to kickbox and all that......
Sorry for dumping, but I had to do it somewhere.