Brief history: July 20th 2007 I fractured my left calcaneus. Had ORIF, plate and screws installed. Lot of pain meds that either made me sick or didnít help.
OK hereís todayís event. Just got home from the doctor. I went in couple weeks early from my scheduled appointment cause my incision has a large gap in it that has not closed yet and was causing my a lot of discomfort so I had it looked at in case it was infected? The PA confirmed no infection then the doctor walked in and saw my foot hanging just off the exam table and proclaimed just how wonderful her work looked and with a big grin on her face grabbed my foot like she was wrestling and alligator and pushed, pulled and twisted it like her life depended on it! Dammed near killed my in the process as I begged her to stop. I swear if she wasnít a woman I would have decked her! Man did that hurt!
Afterwards she asked am I still having throbbing pain and sleepless nights? I just looked at her with contempt and ask does Dolly Parton sleep on her back? So she writes me another scrip for Amitriptyline HCL and said donít worry this is for depression but we are not treating depression we are treating your pain.
Anyone ever hear of this practice before? This makes no sense to me.