So I am bedridden. I tore my calf muscle. Well, I think I tore my calf muscle. Actually, DJ thinks I tore my calf muscle. He was the one searching online. They described it exactly, it felt like a gunshot and then searing pain. Mind you, I have never been shot but I was screaming like I was. So my life sucks now and everyone around here is actually seeing how much I do. Poor DJ is getting the blunt of it because he is now the new Sonya. I asked him if he wanted a set of droopy tits to go with it but he again acted as if he couldn't hear me.
And I bet you would like to know why I didn't go to the doctor. Well, some of you know why. I would go to the doctor and they would send me to the ER. So I would pay $50 to see the doctor and the $300 to go to the hospital. They would do an MRI and then tell me to stay off of it. I would then have to fight to see a specialist and that would cost another $80. And I wouldn't actually get in until I was healed in about 2 weeks. So I decided to stick it out. I will probably never be able to use my foot again but I saved $420!
Thanks for sharing in the misery,