With plans to start a new marching season, I started planning for fund raisers for the color guard. We were lucky and the local Wal-Mart gave us every weekend in July to tag at their doors so the girls could raise much needed money for the program. As Guard Mom I chaperoned most of these tagging sessions.
I would come home from standing for six hours and my ankle would be swollen and sore. Now even more nagging than it had been. It was also starting to get shooting pains out of no where. I'd walk in the local grocery store and suddenly the pain in my ankle would be so severe, I'd be in tears and other shoppers would just look at me and wonder what was wrong.
I finally had it - now over a year since the initial injury. With insurance coverage finally (through the NJ Family Care Program)- I contacted my primary care doctor for a referral to an orthopedist. The staff insisted I come in though and see their sports medicine specialist. Knowing how insurance companies tend to work, I reluctantly agreed.
Thankfully I DID agree to this appointment. This doctor was wonderful and knew what he was doing and looking for. He heard my complaints, took my history of the injury and then with a medical student watching - he started testing my ankle and teaching the resident at the same time. When he was done testing, while my ankle was throbbing, he had an action plan.
He felt he knew what was wrong with my ankle from his evaluations, but he set out the plan. First another set of x-rays. If the x-rays showed something - we continued in one direction, if they didn't show anything, then we would try a different path. I was game - at least it was a plan!
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