For a very long time my elbow has been sore. It would fluctuate between hardly noticeable to blinding, burning torture. I had asked a couple of doctors about it over the years. It was always kind of an answer to the "do you have any thing else?" at my normal checkup. And I had received various diagnosis. None too bad, none worth pursuing. So, we just cruised through life, my elbow and me.
Several weeks ago I noticed my little finger was numb. And the pain in my elbow was more persistent. It was troubling. So I went to the doctor. He is a new guy, young, dedicated, an absolute demon on taking your medicine. And he hates beer, or at least he hates it when I enjoy a frosty beverage.
He looked at my arm, my elbow, and my finger and asked about "any trauma?" I told him there had been none. He said that was odd. The symptoms were not indicative of "nerve constriction" or something like that, he felt there was something else.
He scheduled an xray, and an "EMG" (whatever the hell that is). Which had me a little worried. OK, really I was starting to panic. Seeing a neurologist is right up there with seeing the mortician. I was sick. What next, an operation, and a closed casket. I started telling my co-workers how to divide my office supplies.
Then, he sent me an email saying the xray showed the marks of an old fracture, and some inflammation. There was no need for an EMG, I was saved, it was a reprieve from the governor. He is going to send me some exercises, and I will be good as new, or better than I am. There is hope, after all.
But, that means at some point I broke my elbow and didn't know it. But there are a lot of days of my youth that are kind of lost in a fog. Oh well, no neurologist. I can live with that, maybe forever.
Friday, August 5, 2016
Another trip to the doctor, another suicide mission survived.
There is not much to say, but, for those who find any offense, please remember these are only stories, jokes, and have no relation to reality. Kind of like life.
I like life, and hope it lasts a long time, but it does require some explanation, that is why these blogs exist. To help people navigate times and events that make no sense.
Here are a few places you can find a few things.
The Original Life Explained. Where it all started, a little rambling and a lot of nothing important.
Life Explains The End Views on humanity's race to self extinction. I hope I am wrong.
Life Explains Smiles Because everybody likes it when you smile.
Life Explains Aging Getting older is not always easier, but it is worth the effort. And a few small things can make it much more pleasant.
Life Explains Traveling and Commuting Mostly commuting. Driving bugs me and working bugs me so driving to work is the ultimate insult of modern life, and I like to complain.
Life Explained Explores History. The real problem with history is there is so much of it. It is all over the place. But, if you take the time to look at the small pieces it is fascinating.
Life Explains Music Music is a universal language. I like guitar based rock and roll, but there is a little bit of a lot here.