so i go to the doctor at 815am this morning to find out how bad it really is…whats that you say? My broken collar bone and what one of the primary care doctors here in murray is a torn rotator cuff. Happened last weekend, i finally got to a doc on thursday and in the process of getting my Xrays, one of the techs blurted out “THERE IT IS!” and after two physicians told me i have a broken collar bone and one of those two told me that I have a torn rotator cuff. that part isnt a huge suprise, i’m in a ton of pain, and i have shit for mobility. the piss of the situation is that when i got home on thursday and finally got to medicate i got up (high on pain killers) to a VM from a random # saying: “Yeah ryan this is primary care, your X-rays are clean…” We’ll go ahead and stop there…CLEAN?!?!? WTF!?!? ANy one that knows me knows how i feel about hospitals, and Drs…oh and if my X-rays are clean why am i in so much pain, with the inability to lift my arm higher than my shoulder? COCKS!!! So i’m on pins and needles because at 815am today i go to Paris TN to an orthopedic surgeon for a consultation, that was scheduled by one of the original drs. when there are orthopedic surgeons in Murray they wont refer me to because of some dumb shit drama…so the patient comes first huh? maybe he will after a 45 minute drive after working all damn night. So I might need surgery but i also might need a hug, maybe both …it would have to be a damn good hug as bad as my shoulder hurts. BTW i make slings cool. I wish i had a DR that didnt rush me in and out and cared enough to give me a proper diagnosis so i knew what the hell was wrong with me and i had an explanation for the amount of pain i’m in!!!
the sling brings me closer and closer to my childhood dream of being a kangaroos