Tuesday, March 22, 2011

so, what a-happened, was....

I hit rock bottom.


As you know, I spent Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday in bed.  Friday night I had to go rescue the poet, who fainted at urgent care at the thought of a tetanus shot (I know), and then we had to go to CVS to get him some antibiotics.  On the way into CVS, I slipped in the parking lot.  I didn't fall, just slid a little on some loose gravel, but the way I grabbed myself sent ridiculous and searing pain everywhere.  And about 10 steps later, I could no longer walk.  Literally not one more step.


I'm not sure how I got back to the car, but I sat there while the poet waited on his prescription and bawled my little eyes out.  And when we got back home, and I didn't have the strength to lift my legs out of the car, I knew I was in a dark place.  That's it.  That's the moment where I hit rock bottom.  I could not take another moment of being in that kind of pain.  We started talking about going to the emergency room right then, and I started googling what was going on some more, because the universal message I got from everyone on Friday was, "hmmm, you really should be feeling better by now."  According to Dr. Internet, if it wasn't SI joint inflammation (which should have improved after a week), it was probably a hip or pelvic stress fracture.  As they say in the big city, fanfuckingtastic.  We decided that it would be a long night in the ER and instead to go the next morning.


Saturday morning I got up and called a close friend who is a doctor (an ER doc, in fact) and he told me what he would do if I marched into his ER, which was essentially take x-rays and refer me to an ortho.  So, hoping for a shorter wait than an ER, I went over to Urgent Care in Arlington, prepared for a long day with granola bars, 2 books, a fully charged iPad and a Costco-sized bottle of ibuprofen.  I was there for most of the day.  They gave me a shot in the butt of Taradol (super-sized NSAID) and took a round of x-rays.  The first round was inconclusive, so they took a second set focusing on the sacrum and from a few different angles.  The doctor that examined me was concerned that I either had a stress fracture or a ligament strain, the latter of which could have pulled a bone fragment off of my sacrum and that, boys and girls, could be what was causing all the pain.  After the second set, I waited for a few hours but as it turned out, their x-ray-reader-machine wasn't cooperating, so they sent me home with a script for Flexaril (super-de-duper muscle relaxer) and told me they would call me.


They did, Sunday morning, but only to tell me that it was inconclusive again.  The Taradol seems to have calmed things down a bit, thanks heavens.  I'm still in a fair amount of pain while walking, and I'm still getting sharp stablets of pain when I twist or bend oddly, but it's less excruciating.  The muscle relaxers don't seem to be doing much for the pain but baby, do they send me flying.  As you are reading this, I'm sitting in the waiting room of the magical mystery man, Dr. P, hoping for a band-aid that will allow me to race on Saturday.  
I'll worry about the rest of my life next week, but I'm sure it will start with another round of PT.  And yes, I took a shower AND put on makeup for my appointment.  Wouldn't you?


So, for now, no news, but just the act of doing something has helped me to start climbing out of the huge canyon of sad I was in last week.  I am so grateful for all the good karma you guys are sending my way.  Thank you so incredibly much, and please, if you can, keep it coming.  I need every drop.  And it's what I'll be thinking about when I'm lined up Saturday morning, ready to fight.  You can count on one thing: I will not go quietly.

28 comments:

  1. I know it doesn't make it better to hear this, but I injured my SI joint in a car accident once - and I understand how intense the pain is. I hope that you get relief soon. I'm sorry you're going through this.

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  2. What an experience. I hope you heal quickly. What a way to ruin a weekend. :(

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  3. That sounds awful! I hope you find answers soon (preferably with easy/quick fixes).

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  4. Good luck at Dr. Hottie's today!! I'm keeping the good vibes coming for sure!

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  5. Thinking about you this morning!

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  6. I'll be thinking of you and I hope you get some good news (or at least some news you can actually work with).

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  7. And I would also shave my legs for him.
    Good luck.

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  8. I'm a new reader and SO incredibly sorry that you are having to deal with this and go through the pain!! Sending tons of good vibes and thoughts your way for an incredibly speedy recovery!!

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  9. Keeping my fingers crossed that he gives you some info...I think not knowing what is wrong is the most frustrating thing about an injury/illness.

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  10. Oh wow, what an ordeal, I am impressed with your determination! Hope you get some good news!

    Oh and yes, the naan was super easy to make, you should make some ASAP!

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  11. Amy told me about the fall this morning. ARGH. I hope they find out whatever it is and get you fixed soon! Thinking of you!

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  12. I'm going to need an email update stat. Thanks.

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  13. I'm with Morgan. Updates, please. Texts. Keep them coming. I am crossing my fingers and hoping hoping hoping that everything is figured out and that you feel better soon.

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  14. Stay strong. I hope they come back with some good news for you!

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  15. Ugh! Feel better soon! This isn't fair!

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  16. My fingers are crossed for you! I hope the miracle doctor works his magic on you :)*hugs*

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  17. Sending prayers your way!!! You're already so incredibly strong, just hold onto that =)

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  18. Oh Katie. You do NOT deserve all this! So sorry to hear it. Keep us posted and I'll be thinking of you.

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  19. Ugh Katie I am SO sorry you're dealing with all this. I'm thinking of you and praying for a miracle for this weekend! Keep me posted about lunch on Thursday - I'll understand if you can't make it!

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  20. {{{HUGS}}} Hope you get an answer soon.

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  21. Two words: I would.

    Four more: This, too, shall pass. Not that I'm biblical or anything, but that's an important sentiment nonetheless. XOXO

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  22. Good luck on your search for a remedy! Feel better soon!

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  23. Um, yes. I might even shave my legs.

    I was without internet for the weekend and have had you in my thoughts the whole time...

    I appreciate your perspective on all things running/cycling/swimming/injury/recovering, so please keep up the posts!

    You're a BEAST.

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  24. I hope your appt went well. I think my favorite thing about today was you shouting at the blinking traffic sign. Because damnit, you will make it :)

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  25. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Oh man, I'm so sorry! I hope you find out what happened and get better ASAP!

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  26. Damn it all to hell! I'm so sad for you, but damn you are strong! I'm glad that you got in and saw the doc right away and I hope the magic man did his work. You are going to survive this, you're going to better, cuz baby you are amazing!
    I have to say, the tweet you tweeted about yelling out the window at the race sign makes me laugh everytime I read it! SO FUNNY!
    Love you to pieces! Call me if you need anything!

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