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Not quite dawn and here I sit, waiting for it to be infusion time.
I wasn’t totally sure I was going to be allowed to get my infusion today… I have been messing around with an infected toe for… well… several months. You would THINK I would have had it taken care of long ago, since my out of pocket maximum for the year is well past and I should KNOW better than to mess around with stuff too long.
Instead I waited for it to get better on its own. I cleaned it all the time and kept bandages on it (to keep my sock from sticking fast) but it would not heal. Finally I went to the doctor (have to go to the family practitioner first so they can look at my toe and tell me it is infected and I should see a podiatrist. They can also tell me that I don’t look like I have RA because all of my fingers and toes point in the ‘right’ direction and “Let me TELL you about my mother’s RA. It was so bad, when she was 70, that she couldn’t make a fist any longer and rather than pulling weeds, she took to pouring gasoline on them”… so yours must not be that bad.
So, I go on a mad podiatrist hunt.
There is something about being affiliated with a megalopolis hospital system (I thought… ha ha ha) is that there are bunches and bunches of doctors in the system so I would probably not take FOR freaking ever to get in to see any given specialist, even if I would have to drive 30 or 40 miles to see one. Yeah… NOT so much. I have an appointment (the soonest I could get) December 10 35 miles away. They changed it from the one I had on December 28th just up the road.
I was a bit miffed, to say the least. I have two ‘races’ coming up in December and I really didn’t want to have to deal with it that long.
The ‘other’ hospital system wasn’t any better. They could work me in on December 18.
There are hospitals and medical pavilions EVERYWHERE around here. HUGE ones. Dermatologist? six months waiting list (better hope that melanoma can wait just a LITTLE longer… ). My family doctor is taking “sick people” appointments a month out and physicals are three or four months out. <<that reminds me… it’s time to make my April appointment for my physical>>
I remembered the third option for doctors and… amazingly… called Friday and got worked in on Monday. The doctor, argyle socks, burgundy denims and an incredible bow tie, was amazing. His computer had a 26.2 sticker on it (made me smile). He fixed me up before I left. Cleaned out the yuk and its cause and made sure it would say gone (at least for the foreseeable future).
He told me that my RA has spawned bunions (haven’t you noticed your running shoes fitting less well?) that may need to be addressed in the future. He sent me on my merry way.
I emailed my doctor yesterday to make sure I should ACTUALLY come in for my infusion. No answer, so I guess I should.
So here I am, dressed in sweats and a long sleeved T-shirt getting ready to go to work at the other computer in my office and get some crap done… in a couple hours I will trot off to the doctor and infusion center!
I hope they have the yummy graham crackers today…
For now, let me leave you with this parting observation… if something hurts, have it looked at. Don’t put it off hoping it will fix itself. Don’t chalk it up to old age. Have it looked at. You are worth feeling better for…
Author: April Wells
Updated November 11, 2015