Finally had my MRI.
Funny, when everyone thinks you have cancer, you get MRIs in a week, or even less.
This time was 5 weeks from appointment to MRI. I know - still less than the average wait time. But it felt like a long long wait.
During this time my pain had been increasing again.
Lots of pain, lots of heat, lots of swelling. Generally miserable all the time. Managing pain with two extra strength tylenol and two extra strength ibuprophen four times a day. Still hurts. But I can get through it.
I had a lovely chat with the MRI tech before going in to the tube. She was very friendly, and was full of questions, and just general perkiness. I love those kinds of techs. The hospital is big, and scary, and has lots of really sick people in it. Techs who are positive and kind counter the rest.
My MRI took ages. It was supposed to be from 10-1030. I was in the tube for an hour. Or more. I got out at 11am. There was lots of shots, both without contrast dye and with.
Then the tech helped me out. And she wouldn't look at me. She was trying to keep a neutral face.
She asked when I was going to be following up with my doctor. I said "next month".
The tech "NEXT MONTH! That is too long! He'll get these today, for sure".
They saw something. Again. My leg isn't better.
Bought a fancy coffee. And waited for my blood work to be done. Which will no doubt be normal. My MRI, however, will likely not be.