Saturday, February 14, 2009

Doctors. What do they know.

How about we talk about how in the last year I have been “diagnosed” with two of the most unfortunate syndromes ever. To me at least. Honestly like who wants to have this always around. I mean always. First off I found out that I have Viral Pharyngitis Syndrome. What’s that you ask. Basically it is an incurable sore throat. WTF. Yeah they exist. It can be triggered by a number of things at any time. I can’t control it. It flares up whenever it wants too. In my case it’s brought on by Allergies. And what happens in the summer for most people????? Allergies!! I have really bad allergies. As in last summer I had at least 5 separate horrific sore throats. These aren’t just mild sore throats. They are like sore throats that make you want to scratch your eyeballs out or give yourself paper cuts in between your fingers. Strep like I guess. Although I would rather have strep throat once and call it good for the year then to have them over and over again. When the “on call” doctor told me I had this I kind of just starred at her and was like WTF. Your kidding. Where’s my real doctor? Is there anything you can do for me? NO? Great just another thing to make me hate summer even more. Yaaay can’t wait for blistering hot weather, pollen to be just flying up my nose, giving me the sneezies and a sore throat from hell. Booo.

So on Tuesday when I was at the gym lifting, my poor little foot was kind of aching. Well I love running and do it everyday. So after weights I went into the cardio cinema and was thinking, man my foot hurts. Oh well, I can run on it anyways. So I did. 3 miles later, I was in absolute pain. On top of all this I am very sick. I have been in complete misery this week. I had no idea what was going on. The pain in my foot wasn’t a sprain, cause I am an expert at sprained ankles. So yesterday I went to the foot doctor and got some x-rays to see what is going on. My life. “Kim you have what we call Accessory Navicular Syndrome.” Uh What? Apparently, I was born with spare parts. EXTRA ankle bones. WTF. Basically I can sprain my ankle every single step I take. This extra bone, for the last 24 years has been forcing me to walk on the outside of my feet so it’s easier to roll. I had no idea I was doing this. This is not part of normal bone structure, so it’s very rare. He asked me if I have ever had a problem with sprained ankles. I told him that when I was a teenager and played basketball, I would sprain my ankles 5 or 6 times every time I set foot on the court. Holy crow is this finally answering my questions of why I would sprain them so much. I thought it was cause of my shoes. Boy was I wrong. People can go all there life without having flare ups. He said that when they find people with the accessory navicular bone, they find them in athletic teenage girls. Well that was me in high school. I guess with my certain situation if there are any fractures or tears in my foot, I have to wait a week to find out. As in I have to be in more pain for the next week until I get another x-ray. WTF WTF WTF. My life right. I can barely walk on my foot without going nutso. I’m getting use to being called gimp or “TF”. I hope that the non surgical treatments work cause I don’t want surgery. On both ankles….I’m thinking I’ll need a wheelchair. If that ends up happening, Disneyland here I come. Oh and to change the subject a little, “Hey Chris Brown, like don’t hit Rihanna.”

4 comments:

Dorothy said...

Always knew you were a FREAK of NATURE!!! Nothing wrong with that! I still Love Ya!!

The Boyadjians said...

OMGEEEEEE. I was wondering why you almost ripped my head off when I ACCIDENTALLY nudged your foot today. Go figure, gimpy. :)

Coco said...

Tranny Foot, i just have to put it out there. People need to know what "TF" actually stands for.

Claire Evenson said...

Kim...I didn't know you had a blog until you commented on mine! What's up bia? Haha your post made me smile. Sounds like life is awesome right now. I guess just think it could be worse.
If you need a massage I'm your gal.
XOXO