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Hoof and mouth disease
The orthopedic specialist took a bunch of xrays of my ankles and knees and concluded that there is nothing wrong with me at the bone level. The pain in my legs is probably due to the inner pronation of my feet (?) and to my having exacerbated the problems in my feet by using them. He prescribed one session of physical therapy (then more afterwards if the therapist thinks I need them.) Like the other doctors, he told me to �try to stay off your feet.� Easier said than done. How do I NOT use my feet? Anyway, midway through the orthopedic appointment, I thought, �I shouldn�t be here. It�s going to cost a fortune and he�s not going to tell me anything I don�t already know.� And that is how I left the appointment: feeling that my own, FREE, diagnosis was fine. But it�s better to know than to not know, you know? Speaking of, still no news on the lupus front. I am hoping this is a good thing. The orthopedic guy (who incidentally was NOT CUTE, destroying my theory that cute doctors consort with other cute doctors [remember my podiatrist is cute]) also suggested I get orthodics, but I�m going to wait on that because my insurance doesn�t cover them. Besides, I�m not sure they will solve what is wrong. I had a pair once and all I can remember about them is that they didn�t so much alleviate pain as they did ruin cute shoe wearing opportunities, and at this point, I am all about the French adage �Il faut souffrir pour etre belle.� I need more cute shoe opportunities! I have two invoices outstanding, one about to be sent, and more work (and invoicing potential) in the wings. This is good. I need to pay off my credit card, begin planning my next vacation, and think about scheduling the dreaded bunion surgery (which will no doubt cost an arm and a foot.) It�s nice having some green coming in, makes me almost forget my pathetic little �naw munny� meltdown of a few weeks ago. By this time next year, I will be back on top, baby.
10:15 a.m. - 2005-03-31
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