Once upon a time I said I probably wouldn’t mind being a human pincushion for a day, for a second time, if all the right ducks were in the right row. That almost happened this year, almost, when my PM&R’s office called needing to reschedule my appointment.
But with the sports medicine specialist away for most of the month (it’s conference season after all) it just wasn’t going to happen.
Instead I ended up going to Boston twice in a small window of time, without much time to spare, naturally.
On the plus side both appointments were resident free so that was pretty great, considering.
Although the appointments were over a week apart I still felt like a human pincushion, and not in a practical way that benefits me in the best way possible.
But it’s done, I’m hoping to get at least 6 months out of this round, although a year would be more ideal.
Never again would be magical. However, I know not to do that to myself.
So, I’ve set my sights on the 6-month mark.
The bruising and soreness has disappeared and I’ve returned to my regular activities, and then some.
I’ve made the appointments, just in case, but hope to be able to reschedule them for a later date.
Being a human pincushion isn’t an ideal situation but I think I’m beginning to come to terms with it and all that it entails, like scheduling appointments in a timely manner, rather than waiting until I’m “past due” and begging to be put on the schedule.
Although I’ve been a “professional patient” for decades I’m still learning the tricks of the trade.