Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

December 17, 2021

Dear Everyone:

Happy Birthday, “Jeannie”!  One year closer to Medicare.  Actually, eleven months closer since Medicare coverage begins at the beginning of the month a person turns 65.  That means she can expect to start receiving notices from her current healthcare insurance provider in six months that coverage will change on December 1, 2022.  These people don’t wait around.

Speaking of health, it’s been six months since I first experienced pain which seemed to begin in my left knee.  I brought it to the attention of my Primary Care Physician (PCP).  She poked and prodded and ordered an x-ray; then she referred me to an orthopedic surgeon who just happened to work in the same office.

The orthopedic surgeon looked at the x-ray and pronounced that I had arthritis (big surprise there.)  But nothing else.

One week later I turned up in the Emergency Department with screaming pain in my entire lower leg.  They took an x-ray and pronounced nothing wrong.  They also did an ultrasound just to make sure it wasn’t a blood clot, which it wasn’t.

Then they shipped me off to a Post-Acute Rehabilitation Center.  When I continued to have inexplicable pain, the Rehab Center also took an x-ray.  Again, nothing there.

After a couple of weeks in the Rehab Center, the pain began to lessen until I could finally hobble around with a walker.  Then the Rehab Center discharged (released) me.  I’ve been hobbling about ever since.

In the meantime, about a month or so ago, Meg experienced pretty much the same thing, only in her upper leg.  Several doctors later, she found out that she had a hernia.  The doctor performed surgery and Meg reported that all the pain vanished overnight.  She also began encouraging me to go back to my doctor and look for a hernia.

By this time, it had been about six months will still no solution in sight.

I went back to my Primary and we went over the whole thing, beginning with the first symptoms to look for a possible cause.  She admitted that she had no immediate diagnosis, but we agreed to begin eliminating the most obvious probabilities.  Thus, she sent me back to the orthopedic surgeon.

The orthopedic surgeon had an opening the following Monday, listened to the whole thing again and readily admitted that she was “stumped”.  But she ordered a fresh set of x-rays.  The imaging center was just around the corner and down the hall.  As soon as the images were taken, I went back to the orthopedic surgeon’s office.  The receptionist said she would see if the orthopedic surgeon could review the images and accompanying report that day; otherwise we would schedule a new appointment.

Almost immediately I was ushered into the same exam room as we’d been in a few hours earlier.  The orthopedic surgeon came in right away and cheerfully announced, “I have bad news!”  She didn’t even wait for the radiologist’s report.

She whipped out her cell phone and proceeded to show me the x-ray image from last June.  The she swiped to the new image.  And there it was:  A clean horizontal break in the tibia a few inches below the knee.  “You have a broken leg!”

Finally!  We have a clear cause for all the pain, etc.  The orthopedic surgeon was very apologetic for not catching it the first time around.  But let’s not forget the ED and Rehab Center also missed it.  In any case, she gave me a referral to a specialist whom I will see next Monday.

At last, it seems there may be a possible end to all this.

Programming Note:  Next Friday is Christmas Eve, the following Friday is New Year’s Eve.  What this means is that this will be the last Letter for this year.  Everyone have a Very Merry Christmas and a Safe and Happy New Year.

Love, as always,

 

Pete

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