October 9, 2012

• MRI and High as a Kite

  LooooOOoooOooooOOOOOpy.

  That was what I was most of the day yesterday.  I went into Baptist Hospital East and got my arthrogram and it took well over 3 hours from paperwork to getting out the door.  Before the MRI, I went to radiology where they injected me with the stuff that I thought could get me nauseated but nope.  It got me happy painless.  It stung a little getting injected into my hip but as the chemicals with the dye and the anesthetic agent settled into the scar tissue, I started feeling really, really good.  Since I went in at noon and it took me about half an hour or so to drive there from Indiana, I didn't get to eat lunch beforehand so I was extra floaty. 

  It helped that I knew the radiology nurse, that we'd seen each other at parties and are both single moms.  She made the time fly and said because my hip was feeling better from the dye, chances are more likely 1) it's a tear and 2) the tear will show up on the MRI.  Good.  Very good.  I want a diagnosis.

  The MRI itself was louder and way longer than the one I had when I strained my hamstring.  It was a little over an hour and the noise gave me a bit of a headache.  They taped my feet together to help keep my muscles in my hip relaxed.  Since that's where the injection was centralized, I wasn't feeling anything there.  Where I felt strain was my back.  I really wanted to reposition but I was so proud, didn't move a muscle.  I paid for it later in the day when my headlights burned out and I had to change them in the dark (driving with my brights on to Autozone - I was that asshat).  Figures I'd find my flashlight right after I got the headlight with the tricky latch finally changed. 

  I went back to work and showed my co-worker "Hey, you can punch me in the hip like this *punch* and I ain't gonna feel nothin!"  She asked if it was safe for me to drive.  I think I should've just gone home to bed.  Still, it was the best sleep in many, many weeks. 

  Results Friday.

  Tonight I got through a 2000 m straight swim and it was weird.  I felt like I couldn't really use my right leg but I guess I should have rested one more day.  No pain but no solid control underwater.  Got through the mile mark in a very slow 37 minutes but at least it was pretty consistent pace.  The last 400 meters was much faster so I feel I finished strong.  Note to self, must get lotion.  My skin is like leather. 

  Sunday brings a visit to a crazy looking house that's talking to me.  I swear, it reminds me of Ron Swanson from Parks and Recreation.  Maybe it's my future home?  Or maybe I need to wait a few more days until the drugs wear off before deciding?  Probably.

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