Okay, my sad muscle injury saga continues. I woke up, fed the cats, dealt with the boiler (it was 50-some degrees in my apartment this morning!), took a shower (luckily there was plenty of hot water) and took a step into my bedroom to get dressed and felt something pop! in my calf.
Yes, I pulled a different muscle in my left leg. When I was able to hobble enough to get somewhat dressed and go to the front of the apartment I called in. Have now called the doctor, and my landlord (heat!) and wrapped the leg and hobbled (very carefully) back downstairs to deal with the boiler again.
I am eating oatmeal and then I'm going to take my oxaproxin and nap on the sofa.
oh, no, sumi! I'm sorry. This seriously sucks.
I spoke to my doctor's nurse and she said I was doing the right stuff and that according to my recent blood test all my electrolytes were good (so not a potassium issue) and she would talk to my doctor about a referral to an orthoped.
Eeep! Sumi! Take care of your leg!
Jilli, when you're about -- do you need bat plates?
Oh, sumi!! Rest yourself today. Is your heat back on?
sumi, someone needs to give your legs a stern talking to. Take it easy today!
Steph, that is just a silly question.
Are they batplates? Then yes, she needs them.
It's like saying, "Hey Jilli! I have a black victorian lace trimmed Johnny Depp in just your size. Do you need one?"
*grin*
Steph, that is just a silly question.
Heh. True dat. I just figured it was more polite to phrase it as a question rather than "Jilli! Go buy these now!"
"Hey Jilli! I have a black victorian lace trimmed Johnny Depp in just your size. Do you need one?"
I think that's something we all need. IJS. (I also deeply covet the bat plates.)
