So the bike did fine today, finally. I even drove the crank into a rock and she stayed solid. The rider...not so much. My crank is a bit tingly, but you probably already knew that, it's not new.
What's new is the diagnoses. Yes, my work injury RSVPed diagnosis plus one. I'm sorry doc what? Triangular Fibrocartilage Complex AND Ulnar Nerve Entrapment? From a bathroom door? You know I've always seen those women who use a paper towel to open the door...I. Had. No. Idea.
He's good. I wanted to talk about my right wrist. The cracking concerned me. Yeah, yeah and tingling in the left hand. Can we get back to the right wrist? He threw big words at me to shut me up. I said, huh, that sounds bigger than the culprit. He said, you're no dummy.
Now tell me about the left hand...Does it hurt when I do this? This? How bout this? No. But will my wrist lock when it pops like that? Clearly, I'm still obsessed with the wrong extremity. He points out that he's way more concerned about the left. Yeah, that's what everyone says.
He tries a few party tricks with me. Cute. He causes my arm to go weak. Neat. Tingly. Wow. Numb. Cool. Can you stop please? I never mentioned the funny bone theory, he found it all on his own. Told me, that's what he's trained to do. He's no dummy either.
Really? Really, really? I'm really hurt? I might not need surgery? Whoa, slow your roll there doc. This was just a check in; there was nothing really wrong. I feel fine. See, fine. It was just a door!
So to recap....I've got Carpool Tunnel in my elbow. I don't even drive a car! Oh, and some torn cartilage in my wrist. From a bathroom door. But the bike is fine. And I am officially scared of public restrooms now. Thanks.
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