EnShanté

Why, oh, why did I sprain a muscle in my hip? It happened a week or two ago — I think — but the pain crept in like a thief in the night (with a knife) five days ago. I was putting off going to the emergency room because I didn’t want to pay $150 for them to tell me what I already knew, but when I bent down to pee and hollered twice, I knew that I needed to take my ass to see them people.

Unlike my New Year’s Eve visit, they began examining me within minutes of arriving. I did have to wait 30 to 45 minutes for the doctor to explain the results of my X-ray and officially diagnose me, but that was better than waiting an hour to be examined. I’m happy to report that, apparently, nothing is broken or looks out of the ordinary, and they didn’t ask me for money. They’ll probably bill me, so I’m not celebrating that just yet.

Anyways, ya girl is down bad. I’m walking with a limp, I can’t put socks on, my feet are ashy (can’t bend to moisturize them 😩), I’m scratching my feet with a yardstick, and… I’m tired of this. I want to be better now. Wish me well?

P.S. I almost forgot the best part: The doctor gave me a lidocaine patch, which targeted and numbed the area. I had no idea such a drug existed, and I love it. My hip felt significantly better after a minute or so. I really wish they had given me a few to take home.