Last Thursday I dragged myself to the hospital before work so I could get this x-ray business taken care of.
I waited for about an hour and a half, which considering I had no appointment, I guess isn’t all that bad.
Hospital gown and boots. It's a good look, I know.
I’d never had an x-ray before, so I had no idea what it was like, and it was nothing like I was expecting. It wasn’t bad though.
I don’t have my results yet. They said it would be about ten days, so hopefully they come in soon. I’ve been trying to take it easy on the workouts until I know what exactly is going on so I don’t cause unnecessary damage. And also, because you can see the lump through my pants and that can’t be a good sign.
It doesn’t hurt all the time, just when I bend it. Watching me try and get something out of the bottom cupboards in my kitchen is quite a production. And I’m very aware of it whenever I stand up after sitting for awhile. Its uncomfortable and annoying.
So that’s where we’re at right now. Basically nowhere.
It’s ok though, I’ve been handling the situation like an adult.