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I was up reasonably early this morning (7:45 or so), had a quick cup of tea and a bit of yogurt, and headed out to get my knees X-rayed.
St. Joseph's Hospital was easy to get to, and Yonkers buses take dollar bills. (They don't, of course, take New York City unlimited ride passes.)
The front desk directed me to a general admissions desk, where I gave them my referral form from my GP, and the man commented at least twice on how much he liked my shirt. (I'm wearing a Flying Karamazov Brothers tie-dyed t-shirt.) He then sent me down to radiology, where I did my best to ignore a morning talk show in the waiting room. Not many pages later, I heard my name called, correctly.
The technician and I discussed names and European travel briefly, then I took off my pants and put on a silly hospital gown. (Since he let me keep my other clothes, and given the weather, I should probably just have worn shorts.) First, he X-rayed each knee with me lying on my back. Then he did each one with me lying on my side, and one leg in an awkward position in front of the other. Those were tricky to hold, but fortunately brief.
Thence home and another cup of tea; I should call my doctor and ask when to expect the results. The results will be whether or not my knee pain is due to arthritis; if it is, she recommends anti-inflammatory medicine (which I take sometimes anyway), physical therapy (fine with me), and weight loss (unlikely, given that the regular workouts don't seem to be affecting my weight).
St. Joseph's Hospital was easy to get to, and Yonkers buses take dollar bills. (They don't, of course, take New York City unlimited ride passes.)
The front desk directed me to a general admissions desk, where I gave them my referral form from my GP, and the man commented at least twice on how much he liked my shirt. (I'm wearing a Flying Karamazov Brothers tie-dyed t-shirt.) He then sent me down to radiology, where I did my best to ignore a morning talk show in the waiting room. Not many pages later, I heard my name called, correctly.
The technician and I discussed names and European travel briefly, then I took off my pants and put on a silly hospital gown. (Since he let me keep my other clothes, and given the weather, I should probably just have worn shorts.) First, he X-rayed each knee with me lying on my back. Then he did each one with me lying on my side, and one leg in an awkward position in front of the other. Those were tricky to hold, but fortunately brief.
Thence home and another cup of tea; I should call my doctor and ask when to expect the results. The results will be whether or not my knee pain is due to arthritis; if it is, she recommends anti-inflammatory medicine (which I take sometimes anyway), physical therapy (fine with me), and weight loss (unlikely, given that the regular workouts don't seem to be affecting my weight).
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Physical therapy is divine!
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And I remember all too well how awkward X-ray poses can be. Especially since it's almost always in a part of the body that hurts anyway!
But I hope your results come in soon and are good.
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What's mostly going on, though, is that my doctor has an office in the northwest Bronx and one in Westchester, and her staff know Westchester places and don't know that much about New York City ones. If I'd had a radiology place in mind in the city, they'd have happily referred me there; since I didn't, I went where they knew.
It was, as noted above, quick and efficient, and the round-trip bus fare isn't going to break me.
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Oh, not knees :-(
(Not sure if I explained my trick knees to you ... my patellae tend to dislocate, and the problem is contained by physiotherapy and keeping my weight down... except when I don't of course. G and I only have one working knee between us ... just as well we have D too :-)