After my skiing injury, I couldn't walk for two days. On the third, I had to walk as I had to get to the bus to take us off the mountain.
That involved negotiating several sets of stairs and a snow covered set of gardens steps without a handrail, crossing a ski run, walking through a queue for lift tickets and down the road, slippery with water, ice and snow. I managed to hobble with my dead leg bent and a ski pole taking on the role of a walking stick.
Then there was a seven hour trip in the car.
Since then I've:
- had an MRI. (Why didn't anyone warn me they are noisy? Very noisy. And they go for ages. I was lying there for 30 minutes, not knowing if I could move at all. If I moved my arm, would it wreck the whole thing? Cost: $320, no rebate, nothing, not from Medicare, not from private health insurance.)
- had a CT scan. (Quick, not noisy, free as billed billed)
- had massage with lymphatic drainage
- been told off by the orthopaedic specialist's receptionist
R: (in sharp voice, made sharper by her South African accent) Have you been to a physiotherapist?
R: Why not? Hasn't your doctor told you to brace it?
Me: I don't know. No. Because she thought I should see a specialist.
R: Why are you going for a CT scan?
Me: Because my doctor said the specialist would probably want it.
R: But you've already had an MRI?
Me: Oh, isn't it normally done? I think my doctor wanted to rule out something that the MRI picked up. [Started reading from report.]
R: No point reading to me, I'm not a doctor.
- seen a physiotherapist. (Thank heavens for private health insurance.)
And I've been turned into Robogirl.
Turns out the ligament I damaged with a high grade tear, they don't operate on. It has blood supply so it heals. High grade tear takes 8 to 12 weeks. I've given them 8. I have France to visit.
I won't get into the specialist for a while so I can't say what he will say.