And not in a good way. Not in a flushed with love way, or new pregnancy way, or even in a too many glasses of wine way. No, I’m talking about the realization that I have had over probably 100 X-RAYS to my foot over the last year and am certainly glowing with radiation! That is a lot of X-rays, and come to think about it, I wasn’t always offered that heavy drape/shield thingie, either! Like half the time! I seem to recall having asked for it one time, and they said, “You’re not planning on having any babies are you?” And since my answer was no, that sort of put an end to it, no drape came forth. And I sort of shrugged it off as you know, not critical. But now that I use my brain a little (ouch!) it certainly makes no difference whether or not I plan on having babies in the future…I do kinda plan though, on not having cancer from X-rays!!! Sheesh! Well, I know I am being humorous about this, but this is all after the fact, so that is all one can do. Now just have to go through the years and hope no bad comes from it.
BUT! As a precautionary tale for the rest of you who are about to venture down the Charcot Foot road…make sure you are given that shield during your x-rays! I kid you not, when I said well over 100 x-rays! He wanted three angles each visit, which was several times a month, for 17 months! Do the math.
On a bit cheerier note, I am doing 1/2 mile walks daily, to acclimate to the level of walking I will be doing when I return to work. And my limp is nearly extinguished. Almost look like a normal walking person. A true miracle!!!
Cassandra, Charcotchacha copyright 2016