The podiatrist weighs in on the situation
Lesson #6: This fracture business is not only painful, but really inconvenient.
I was very excited for my first visit to the podiatrist two days after my fracture. I cleaned up, put on some makeup and hobbled to the garage. Looking down the stairs for the first time I had the same feeling when I mistakenly found myself at the top of a black diamond run. I was terrified. Steve waited at the car while I tried to figure out the way down. It seemed like eternity, mustering up the courage for each step.
Safely in the car, I looked forward to being cleared for a walking boot so I could get rid of these crutches and get back to some semblance of normalcy.
The doctor breezed into the exam room and held out the souvenir pictures of my X-rays from Saturday. “Here is the fracture they found in the emergency department,” pointing to the right side of the image. “But the real problem is this fracture here,” as she circled a spot on the left side of the puzzle of bones.
“This is your calcaneus, the heel bone. I can’t tell from this image how bad the break is. I want to send you for a CT scan.”
I was so stunned that I couldn’t formulate any words. This is not what I was expecting, but it certainly explained the pain and swelling better. My mind raced through my calendar. I was traveling to the East Coast in five days to present at a national conference.
“Can I fly?” I asked sheepishly. Without hesitation she replied, “I wouldn’t risk it. The chance of forming a blood clot would be pretty high. Of course, if you must we could consider putting you on a course of Lovanox to thin your blood, but if it’s not really essential, I wouldn’t advise flying.”
My mind began formulating a checklist of things that would have to be done.
“So, let’s get you into a temporary cast and send you for a CT. In any case, no weight on the foot for 6–8 weeks.”
What? No walking boot?
“OK, thank you.”
“It was nice to meet you,” as she shook my hand and left the room.