Dr. Old School

Captains Log Star Date  2009:


Scene 14: Back at The Ranch:  Now here I sit wondering what to do next.  We, meaning my Boo and family, are packing our house up to move, and NOT BY CHOICE!  Unfortunately I have been selected to supervise the whole packing process.  They needed a born leader, a go getter, someone who won't take no for an answer, someone who had a vision. Whew, I just realized how TALENTED I am.  What a minute....  I just patted myself on the back.  HaHaHaHaHa, boy, I crack myself up.  There are only 2 other people that I know that possess this talent, my boy Rog, and my Cousin 829!   Anyway, I have to find a REAL doctor who can get me back on my feet, and after talking to Dr. Shock, I am very skeptical.  If I can't find a real doctor maybe I should do it, it can't get any worse.  I'm tired of crawling on my knees, using crutches and all the above.  Sorry for rambling on, I have to learn to stop constantly complaining and being selfish.  I have to remember there are people who are far worse off than me. Remember when I said that my realtors would give me some good information later on?  Well they did.



Scene 15: Helpful Advice:  My realtors happen to come over one day for us to sign some paperwork, and they told us about a family member who was in a car crash and had both ankles crushed.  Not only was she hurt, the driver that hit her had no license, no insurance, she was illegally in the United States, and died in the crash!  Wow, this is why I should try not to complain.  I could not imagine both ankles getting crushed, and not being able to have the other drivers insurance company pay for injuries and the car to be repaired. I do feel bad for the lady that died, despite her situation.  So they proceeded to tell me about Dr. Old School and how he helped their family member repair her ankles.  Now she was not walking yet, but from the time she had her accident to the time she started putting weight on her feet was way quicker than mine.  Oh yeah, I still have not put any weight on my foot yet, it's only been 7 MONTHS!!!!!  So of course I take his name down, thank them both, set up an appointment and thank the LORD for answering my prayer.



Scene 16: Dr. Old Schools Office:  Here I am again, in another doctors office with hopes of being repaired.  I do have a good feeling about this one though, so I do hope and pray this is it.  They call my name, and my boo and I start heading down the room and the nurse says, "You are using those crutches all wrong and you are going to hurt your shoulders."  She asked me did they ever show me how to use crutches?  I said NO, and she kindly showed me how.  YES, things are looking up, but I can't get to excited yet.  We wait patiently for the good doctor.  My mind is racing with questions.  Is he really the best like my realtors said?  Is he just gonna brush me off?  Is he genuine?  Man, the waiting is killing me.  Knock, knock, here comes Dr. Old School.  We exchange pleasantries and move on to the nitty gritty.  I tell him everything that has happened, he listens with no expression on his face.  I finish up, he reads my records and reviews my recent x-rays and sits silent for a few minutes just brainstorming.  He looks and me and says, " what are you looking from me?  A second opinion or my attempt to fix your foot?"  Both I said.  He proceeds to tell me what's wrong with my foot and what he has to do to correct it.  It was pretty extensive, it included taking a bone from my hip.  Can you say OUCH?  Well, what ever it takes doc, lets do it.  The funny thing was, he told me I had to start walking before he would do the surgery.  I said, YOU WANT ME TO DO WHAT?  ARE YOU SERIOUS?  He said no walking, no surgery.  I said I can't, he said why?  I told him that Dr. F.K. said It would hurt beyond belief.  He said, you know your surgery was on 12/08?   You have not walked since?   No sir, that's a negative. If you don't walk you will be worse off after this surgery.  Okay I said, here I go.  Ouch, Ouch, ouch I said as I put weight on my foot for the first time since before my surgery.  Good job he said, keep it up.  WOW, I am walking, I'm walking.  Not like I used to, but if Dr. Old School said he can get me back on my feet, and hopefully back to work, I will do whatever it takes.  No pain, no gain.!!!  THANK YOU JESUS!!!!  I'm on my way to normality.  Like the Jefferson's, I'm moving on up to the east side.