I call the doctor’s office on Monday morning to get my
appointment time.
Wednesday April 4.
As in two days from now. 2
freaking days. I have only known
one other person to get an MRI appointment within a week. And it wasn’t a good thing. Not at all. It meant that the doctor knew things were pretty bleak for
that person. Which the MRI totally
confirmed.
So I panic. I
am completely hysterical. I’m not
an idiot – I have googled periosteal reaction. I know what can cause it. But I’m horrified that I’ve been “expedited” this quickly. I’m also thrilled, as we can then start
to fix me. But I’m mostly
horrified. It is worse than I
thought.
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