I Broke

Well, dear readers, all ten of you... I'm broken. About six weeks ago while trying to access a seizure patient (who turned out to be a dummy who tried to bike 10 miles without eating or drinking water on a HOT and humid day) I slipped. By the time I got to the patient the bottom of my left foot was numb. By the time I drove the medic unit to the hospital the whole left side of my foot was numb. By the end of the day - my left asscheek. Here are my insides:

All that grey stuff in the llight area is supposed to be in between the vertebrae. It's bad enough that it's compressing nerves and it SHOULD be affecting my bladder (thank god for small favors). Now if it wasn't for my employer getting fed up and asking me to get an MRI, we'd still be dicking around with muscle relaxers. They were convinced this was a "bruised" sciatic nerve. That look like it's going to be fixed with muscle relaxers? I'm not a doctor, I don't play one on TV, and no I did not sleep at a Holiday Inn last night, but damn. And now that we've come to conclusion I need epidural injections (oh joy) that probably won't help, I can't even get the next consult appointment for THREE WEEKS. Then I might be able to start treatment which probably won't work so they'll have to operate.

RED TAPE SUCKS. I figure if maybe I pass that along to the Chief, he might be able to light a fire under someone and get an appointment sooner. I'm bored as hell and want to go back to work!