After a nurse, a doctor, xrays, another doctor, another nurse, a shot in the ass for pain and three days worth of pain meds I was on my way. Took about a total of 2 1/2 hours, but hey, coulda been a lot worse.
The verdict: Not broken. Severe ligament damage. Go see an orthopedic surgeon immediately for a consultation. Don't walk or run on the foot, in fact don't use the foot at all. In three days go to another hospital to get another prescription for pain medication.
Riiiight. Okay. let's go through this..
Riiiight. Okay. let's go through this..
1. Not broken. Happy about that, last thing I wanted was to have a cast in Korea my last two weeks, and travel 17 hours home with it.
2. Ligament damage. Can't say I'm surprised, I figure I may have had it after the last time I rolled my ankle since it never healed properly. However, I know this is serious, I still breathed a sigh of relief.
3. Orthopedic Surgeon. When I return home I'll go to my doctor and start the process and see where it goes.
4. Don't walk, run, use the foot. Hardly. My job consists of me walking for 6 hours a day. No way around it. Man I wish that I had crutches.
5. 3 days for prescription. What a load of shit. don't use your foot but every three days walk to a clinic/hospital to get it refilled. idiots.
And thus is the story of my ankle. Now to break the bad news to Brit that it's likely I won't be going to her all night DJ party birthday thing this upcoming weekend.
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