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I have been referred to surgery, which I’m waiting to hear about in September.
My foot will have been broken for months by that point and all I have to show for it is a fracture boot that hasn’t even helped it heal. I’ve also been told that this kind of break tends to heal spectacularly poorly…
Why in the world a cast wasn’t put on it within days continues to be beyond me, folks. It really is.
I am still nowhere near getting answers, aside from the fracture boot that was upgraded so as to come up to my knee instead of my ankle. I’ve been referred to a podiatrist at the hospital twenty minutes from my house with the end goal of getting surgery on this foot if it is at all possible. So, at the worst I have to wait until September to be seen for an injury that happened this May. I’ll have been walking three months on a broken foot. We have also confirmed that, in spite of me wearing this boot every day, the break hasn’t healed a bit.
On this day I was finally able to get in to see my new primary care physician since my old one retired.
She prescribed me enough pain medication to get me over the hump of a consult with the orthopedic surgeon, and either that individual or my pain management clinic (who normally see me for migraine-related pain, though they treat other kinds of pain too) will continue to prescribe me medications as needed. Between codeine and the occasional hydrocodone, I’m able to maneuver around the house in my new boot.