Isn't it amazing @kmakm that once upon a time we would have thought nothing of it. Oh yeah, the scans aren't back, there's probably nothing wrong anyway. Continue on with your day.
Not any more though. That scared little rabbit hides in there ready to pop it's head up at any time.
Case in point. After all my digging and what have you, my back and hip are really shot to bits. So off I toddle to the GP and she orders xray and u/s on hip, lower spine and sacro area. "Just to be sure, given the history."
Now the sane and sensible side of me is there the majority of the time these days, so no worries going for the scans. Any normal, non cancery type person would be pretty sore and could have pulled all sorts of bits and pieces after that right?
Three days later I am in the waiting room to get results. No problem. Not a thought anything was going to be seriously wrong....until.
The lady in front of me comes out of the office. A few minutes go by and the doc still hasn't called me in yet. Silence. No shuffling of papers, no click click of the keyboard, nothing.
Uh oh, here comes that rabbit twitching its scared little nose, where the heck did she come from?....Shit, feed that rabbit some carrots. It's fine, she's probably just reading the report or having a drink, coffee, what ever. Carrots, carrots, carrots.
Why hasn't she called me in? Why is it taking so long? Maybe there's something she doesn't want to tell me. This is just taking far too long to be nothing etc etc. I can feel the tremble starting and my heart rate going up. The rabbit won't be quiet.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity but was probably really less than 10 minutes, she calls me. "Sorry that took so long, I had to duck out to the ladies"
She must have seen the look on my face because the first thing she says "You're ok, nothing serious, you've just torn a couple of muscles" Stupid rabbit. :wink:
All the best lovely.
xoxoxox