I tease Oodgie about her many illnesses and maladies. She has enough injuries, incurable diseases, and unexplained ailments--which spontaneously disappear and reappear at inopportune times for medical diagnosis--to put a doctor's kids through college. It's good-natured teasing, and we openly joke about what the next major accident may be.
While I was in L.A. earlier this week for a last minute business trip, I got a triumphant call from Oodgie. She had just come from her 17th consecutive podiatrist appointment with exciting news...she has a torn peroneus longus!
(I have a very good fwend in Wome name Pewoneus Longus!)
The call itself was filled with fist-pumping vindication ("Yes! I TOLD you my feet hurt!") but there was also a perceptible hysteria. The doctor had some pretty clear opinions on how much walking she should do, and threatened dire consequences if she didn't cut way back.
Not so easy for a stay-at-home mom, especially with Cheeky's energy level.
The doctor gave her a boot that she needs to wear all the time, and suggested she buy a cane. We're both a little stunned at how suddenly it went from "I can't seem to find anything wrong" to "If you don't lie down on the ground and stay there for a month we'll need to amputate." She's been walking all over the place for weeks, and is having a hard time justifying the suddenly harsh treatment. It's a good thing we found out after her birthday celebration.
She was quick to point out that she'd been walking around for weeks with this, and couldn't understand why she had to stop. "If you don't know you you're pregnant and you have a drink they don't make a big deal out of it," she suggested.
"But once you know you have to stop, right?"
"Good point."
So for the next 4-6 weeks, poor Oodgie will be hobbling around like she forgot to take one of her shoes out of its box. As a long-time sufferer of multiple afflictions, however, she has a solution: ask around until she finds a diagnosis she likes better.
Are there any amateur physicians out there willing to offer a second opinion? I guarantee that any treatments which restore mobility and promise instant results will be readily adopted.




Sorry. Having had my share of foot problems (remember D.C.?) I have no cures, but have found that they all seem to heal in time, usually a long time. Try jellies in her shoe. That helped for a long time. Good luck.
Posted by: WCG | December 14, 2006 at 03:53 AM
I'd feel sorrier for you, Oodgie if I could just stop chuckling about the fwend in Wome. I wonder if Pewoneos knows my fwend Patellar Tendonitis.
Posted by: kara | December 14, 2006 at 09:10 AM