Redneck Hospital Part 2

Last I wrote I had not had a broken leg, then I did and now, once again, I do not. I was still on bed rest waiting for an MRI appointment to verify the severity of the fracture when I, got violently ill and apparently passed a kidney stone.

In the midst of the extreme sickness I have while passing kidney stones, I fell and couldn't put any pressure on my leg without screaming in pain. Anyway, I once again visited our local redneck hospital and was told that the nurse who called had over reached by telling me I had a fractured leg.

I don't know how to make heads or tails of anything now. I still have some pretty severe pain in my hip and upper leg, but after puking my guts out with the kidney stone, I'm pretty content with the pain without the vomiting. Walking is still painful, but as far as I know, there are no broken bones.

If this pain extends more than another week, I will be searching out a second opinion.