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thekiltedginger said: Damn. Be careful you don’t have a blood clot!
Well, I had to take my Mom to the MD this morning for a follow up since her hospital stay. When I say MD, I mean my NP… the one nurse I trust with my family. I love her so much.
Well, I mentioned my leg… since I was going to need a note for work, and when she looked at it, she dropped the F bomb, told me I really need to go to the ER, but knowing I hate to go there… said I needed a doppler STAT and needed to go home, take some aspirin, wrap my leg, elevate it, and stay off of it.
I love when she drops the F bomb.
The only reason she is not forcing me to go to the ER is because the last time this happened, 6 years ago, I presented with the exact same symptoms and she rushed me to the ER and I was negative for a clot.
So I’m on the couch, leg is wrapped and has ice on it, I took my life saving aspirin, and I’m on ‘bedrest’ till tomorrow morning at 9:30am when I go for my doppler to rule out a DVT (fancy words for clot)
It’s going to be a long, long day.
I’m glad I called out of work early this morning. She said there’s no way she would have let me go to work.
It’s still killing me….