Boring, boring, boring
I had to take a cab to the hospital today. When I woke up this morning my right calf was twice as large as the left one. I took some aspirines and thought (as idiots allways do), that it "would just go over".
later on that evening, the pain got so bad that I had to go to the emergency clinic at the university hospital.
After spending some eight hours or so at the emergency clinic, I was told that I either had a blood clot or a cyst. They could not tell which, because there were not personal there at the time that could do a simple ultra sound. So I have to go back there next day (Tuesday).
They gave me Heparine (anti blood clotting) and took enough blood too feed five vampires and a hundred thousand mosquitos and ticks.
So now I will miss another day of work- which I don't get payed for.
Besides the cab fare, it cost me 250Kr ($42). Another 250Kr will have to be spent tomorrow and then probably another 1000 Kr ($170) for any medication that they give me. That's just on top of the 30 000 Kr ($5000) I pay in taxes anually for the medicare.
Michael Moore- come out and play!
It showed out to be a Baker's cyst that had ruptured. Not harmful but annoying and painful. My right calf are looking like I have elephantisis (ok, not really). They say that I will be called back to the orthopedic clinic in 2-3 weeks time! I have been grounded by the doctor. They made the diagnose after "only" eight hours. Well, atleast it was not a bloodclot...
The synovial fluid not only makes the calf swollen, it also gives you (me) a mother of an inflammation. I move around like an 80- year old. Tonight I woke up at 3 am with seviere pain and have not got any sleep since then. So now I have to find a way to get myself to the farmacist and buy me that prescription Diklofenak. What annoys me, is those 2-3 weeks I have to wait to get to the orthopedic clinic (it's most likely an injury to the meniscus or such that is the underlaying problem- or lyme desceace- now that would be a bummer, but which would explain a lot of other things...).
They just called me in "pronto" to the clinic. Let's see what the mighty have in their purse. I don't think it's a serious problem, but when you get called in three weeks before your sceduled appointement, there are some room for concern. What ever- just hack it off! Just kidding. In the mean time... You just behave!