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Usually when I hurt myself I wait a few days and it heals. This one wasn't healing.

I'll admit right now that I don't have a primary care provider.

I called around and almost no one in this area is accepting new patients. I found one that was but it would be at least 6 weeks and they told me to go to urgent care.

I went to urgent care. The guy looked at me for maybe 30 seconds, gave me some advice and told me to wait 3-4 weeks and come back if it wasn't better.

It got worse, almost immediately, since he told me to ice it (and it isn't swollen).

I attempted to go back to urgent care the other night where they told me the wait was at the moment 90 minutes, and that I clearly was able to bear weight and not in a ton of pain, so I'd continue at the end of the triage line and that I could wait if I wanted, but that I should probably come back at a later time. I left.

Yesterday I was able to get into a PT. He performed a very full exam, knew exactly what had happened when I was halfway through my story, was able to replicate the pain immediately, and so on. Very competent. He told me that it will probably always be weak and prone to do this, and that eventually, when I couldn't stand it, that I'd need surgery, but that it may heal at this point, we just don't know. He gave me some exercises and stretches, and corrected my walking (apparently walking toes pointed out is very bad for you) and told me to come back in 2 weeks. The cat already chewed my PT band. Apparently it was delicious.

He also told me that I am not restricted in my activities, which is phenomenal because I was planning on spending all weekend in bed, bored out of my gourd, due to the other advice.

I'm about to head out now and get to the goats and ducks, which haven't been cleaned since my injury and are beyond disgusting. I will also do some sewing this weekend and also need to go get a chisel and start working on those two stones.


you need to get surgery done fast or this will haunt you for years
 
While this is not about chickens, I've shared things about Dh from time to time, some of them quite funny, so I thought I would share this. I've had pools all my life, until ex, and I opened our own store, where we drilled wells, did pump repairs, sold pool supplies, and had a pool cleaning service. I usually ran the store during the day, and cleaned pools after we closed the store. Dh has never owned a pool in his life until now.

Several days ago, the pool was low on chlorine. I checked the salt level in the pool, added a little salt, and turned up the chlorine generator, to produce more chlorine. The next morning the pool was green. I flipped the switch to Superchlorinate, to shock the pool, and tested everything else. I knew he was going to have a cow, unfortunately not the Guernsey I'd like to have, so I took a sample to our local Pinch A Penny. They confirmed that everything was fine, except I was low on chlorine, and printed it out. When Dh was fussing, I asked him to check the cell, that produces the chlorine, to make sure it was clean. I know how to do it, but am not strong enough to turn it, to disconnect it. A little later he told me he checked it, and it was fine. Ok, shocking it will clear it up, so I waited.

Later that night, the pool was still green. Again, I asked him if he was sure he checked the cell. Again, he assured me he had, and it was clean. The next day, the pool remained green, even though I had turned everything up, so it would produce a lot of chlorine. By that evening, Dh was really fussing at me. I asked him to please double check, and make sure the cell was not dirty. A bit later, he told me he checked the cell, and it was fine. I told him that it was apparent we needed a new cell, and we could afford it next pay day, but in the meantime, the pool had to have chlorine. He asked what I would need, and I gave him a little list, so he heads off to Home Depot, and spends $80.00 on supplies.

When he returned, I threw a few 3 inch tablets in the skimmer basket. It only ran 3 hours, before it was time for the pool to shut off, it's on a timer, but I saw that it was already looking a little better. I assured Dh, that the pool would be clear by the end of the next day. By mid afternoon the next day, the pool was looking pretty good. I asked Dh to wash out the filter. He did. When he got through, he took out the cell on the chlorine generator. Lo, and behold there was an ant's nest, and a lot of other debris in it. I knew right then he had lied all those times about checking it. I was not happy.

I told him to get my 2 mop buckets, and the measuring cup I use for pool chemicals. The cup holds about 2 - 3 cups of liquid. I told him to fill the measuring cup with muriatic acid, put the cell in 1 bucket, then pour the muriatic acid in the cell, then put the cell in the 2nd. bucket, and pour the muriatic acid in the first bucket, back into the cell. I was doing other things, but saw him pour the muriatic acid back, and forth from the buckets into the cell, several times. He was fascinated that the ants would fizz, and dissolve. Finally, the cell was clean, so he put it back on the chlorine generator, and reset it. It starts cranking out chlorine. He poured the muriatic acid from the bucket into the pool.

He then went swimming, and began complaining that the water was burning his skin a little. He got out, and went to take a bath, while I tested the pool. I could not believe how acidic the water was. I went to look at the gallon jug of muriatic acid, and found the empty jug in the trash. He poured a whole gallon of muriatic acid in the pool. Yeah, I guess it WAS burning his skin.

Later that night, somewhere had a sale on the cartridge for our filter, and it was only $90.00. I let him know that had he not lied about checking the cell, we could have afforded the new cartridge, but because he lied, he would have to wait, and probably pay full price. Lying doesn't pay well.
He decided he'd take an online homeowner's pool care course. He was bragging how he passed. Yup, he knows everything now, right? What my new pool expert can't figure out is, I won't put any stabilizer in the pool. The Pinch A Penny expert salesman, and some expert online sources say we have to have it, otherwise our pool will never look good, or be clean. What they can't figure out is, how I'm keeping the pool looking great, and clean without it. Of course, I can't really be that smart, right?

The next morning, the pool has never looked better! No sign of algae, no cloudiness, the water is sparkling. My expert decided that there must have been just enough stabilizer in those few chlorine tablets to bind the particulates, creating a larger mass, so the filter could remove them. Um, that's what a coagulant does, not stabilizer, and there was not enough stabilizer from those few tablets to have any effect on that amount of water. He could not figure it out, and I wouldn't tell him, but I'll tell you. Remember how he was amazed that the muriatic acid dissolved the ants? Well, he poured so much muriatic acid in the pool, that it totally dissolved all the particulates. ROFLOL!
 
penny, I've gotten used to things like that. Dh is really a good man, and book learning smart, but lived a very sheltered life, so his practical experience is limited. Like deb, I had a dad that was knowledgeable in many areas, and passed as much of that knowledge on to me, as he could. While plenty of it came from book learning, more of it came from practical experience. Sometimes it can intimidate a man, when a woman is as smart, or smarter in an area, than he is.
 
He was just lucky that combining the muriatic acid with the chlorine in the pool didn't asphyxiate him or worse.

That would have been a lesson hard learned.

I bought a pool once for our family. It was an above ground, 24X4 round. It did great for about two months then I started having problems keeping the water clear. Amazing shades of green happened no matter how much I shocked it. Finally we went to the helath dept and had a water analysis done on it. It came back with ample chlorine but it was completely overwhelmed with polllen. As we lived rural at the time, and had corn fields all around us, there was little I could do clear it up and finally gave up and sold it.

Speckles has hatched one baby. She should have 4 that hatch. The other three will be popped into the Brinsea to finish incubating.
 

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