The saga of Mr Foot

About a week ago, I was indulging in the dangerous task of getting dressed in my bedroom. After sitting to put my trousers on, I really went wild and stood up to fetch a necklace. This was far too much for Mr Foot to handle and he tripped me. I heard a crack and crunch (Mr Foot) followed by a scream (Sophie). I assumed it was my dodgy ligaments (I need surgical repair on both feet but I've yet to decide which to do first ) so we hobbled on with our day with the aid of Miss Tramadol.

A few days later, I was still in agony and even putting a duvet on Mr foot was painful, so I hobbled with him to the walk-in clinic. I waited 2 hours despite getting there at 8 am. I finally had an x-ray as my tenderness was over his bones, not actually near the ligaments. I waited another hour for the results where I was told that their x-ray machine is old and of very poor quality, so while the nurse was "fairly certain" that there were no obvious breaks or dislocations, she couldn't rule out a fracture for poor Mr Foot. :? I was sent on my way and told that I'd receive a phone call within 2 weeks once a senior radiologist had reviewed the x-ray. I sobbed in the car, firstly because I still didn't have answers and secondly because my other foot (Mrs Foot) was causing so much pain too.

A day or so later, I realised that the damage is in the same place where I've had persistent synovitis for the last 4 years, so there is a chance that I've just aggravated the poorly joints but still, I'm a teensy bit concerned that there may be a fracture. Mr Foot is also a teensy bit concerned as well as miffed that he's not allowed to lie in bed because university and placement is full on and we're not able to have time off.

Having previously hoped that I could ease off with the crutches, (and I was just getting around to the idea of sticks!) I am now fully reliant on Bill and Ben, who are very disappointed that due to Mr Foot's moment of madness, they are no longer allowed their holiday in the cupboard under the stairs.

I'm seeing my rheumy on 12th November, so I'm hoping she'll take pity on Mr Foot and send him to a better quality photographer.