I had my third trip to the podiatrist this morning, a follow-up to last week’s MRI. Basically, I have arthritis. There are no breaks, no tears, just some degenerative wear.
Problem is, per my bariatric surgeon, I’m not supposed to be taking any anti inflammatories such as ibuprofen or naproxen. There’s also a wee chance I might be battling fibromyalgia as well. Let’s just say I hurt. A lot. A lot of the time. So I don’t really need to follow up anymore with the podiatrist (which is nice, because as nice as he and his staff are, he’s way the heck the other side of town) as much as my regular doctor, my bariatric surgeon, and perhaps a rheumatologist.
So tomorrow I get to visit the awesome Dr. L. and then will follow that up with a trip to the equally awesome Dr. K’s office.
And for now? Well, I’m going to take some tylenol and lie down.
Oh sorry to hear that. That does suck.