It had been a long day and it was only 11:30am. I was exiting the auditorium I had sat in for the past 4 hours watching dancers of all ages perform. My pocket buzzed and I figured it was my mother's partner ringing me for an update on our lunch schedule. Nope. A strange, fast talking voice stated he was calling from the infirmary and could squeeze my MRI in that afternoon, could I come?
Shocked at the abruptness of the call and the request, but not wanting to put of this scan any longer I jumped at the chance. I quickly grabbed my dancer then started figuring out how to swing her 2 hour break, Mother's day and lunch all into my new time frame so I could make it to the hospital in time (and make it back for the rest of the dance competition).
A fast lunch, hurried Mother's Day gift opening and the loan of my mother's suv made it all happen in a pinch. The scan only took about 20 minutes but it was a very painful 20 minutes. First the technicians told me to straighten my leg into the plastic frame for the scan. I told them I had. Then they told me it was not, in fact, straight and then proceeded to "straighten it out." Ouch. Instantly everything on the medial side hurt. Sucking it up and trying to stay still, they started the scan. Not a minute later that foot started to cramp into a charlie horse. Desperate to keep my leg and foot still I breathed through it until the cramp finally released. Now I was just back to trying to stay still while wanting badly to reposition my leg to make it feel better but not being able to.
20 minutes finally passed with the technician announcing they were checking my images and then I could go. I happily hopped off the bed, thanked the technician for squeezing me in and raced back to the auditorium for the remainder of the day.
Now I just need to wait for my specialist to call me for a follow up appointment so I can get the verdict on what's going on in this bad knee.
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