Iriebabel
Veteran Member
- Time of past OR future Camino
- 2022
The latest in the saga that is my life. ☺ I know you guys were waiting so patiently 
for an update so here goes lol.
Today I finally had my medical procedure Plasma Rich Platlet (PRP) Therapry to get relief for my heel spurs and micro tears in the plantiafacia (medical speak for my heel ) After driving over 1hr using said foot (right foot) I entered the vast waste land of my wishful optimism attempting to find a parking space. After driving around for what seem to be a millennia I am lucky to locate one outside the parking structure but far below and away from where I need to be, but who is complaining? Not me..there are way too may other people driving around in circles still looking for a parking space, i consider myself lucky today. In fact in Camino terms it might have been at least 3 km and no sign of a yellow arrow in sight. I gathered up my crutches hobbled across the parking lot across the Main Street across another parking lot pass the valet lot which was completely full and into the red building.
Oh by the way did I mention I’m not going to the red building ....I’m going to the brown building way down on the other side of the hospital. At this point I am basically in the rear of the hospital in another connected building. Did I mention that where I need to be was the front of the hospital close to the emergency room well that part is under construction ? Oh no? Well forget that it’s not important....well maybe just In case I need an ambulance after this mini camino
Any hoo I hobbled along the hallway up a ramp around a corner past the morgue around another corner, pass the mri, pass the kitchen, pass the loading dock, ( you are getting a picture now?) pass the vending to the elevators..a couple people were waiting and the elevator came and we all went in. The elevator Doors close ..uh ohhhh. A sudden jerk and then no movement. We were stuck.
Suddenly a lady on the other side of the elevator begins to panic. She starts pressing many buttons and spouting words. “Calm” I said to myself. And out loud I say “it’s no good to press many buttons at once” She continues on a rant. The rest of the people remained silent. As I press the open door button nothing happens but suffice it so say we were stuck for a few minutes but not for long. Someone pressed the attendant button but by then the door opens and out she went like someone set her shirt on fire. I told the attendant what happend that the rest of us would try again. Low and behold the door closed the elevator went up and I stepped out on my floor into the hallway. A minute later I’m hobbling down the hall I hear “ding” and behind me “ oh you made it”. I turned to see the panic lady from the elevator coming from the second elevator. I just smiled and nodded and went on my way. I could not help thinking with a chuckle, I’m about to get a giant needle in my foot...I have not time for panic in an elevator I’m Sure panic will surely come later.
So I wondered the halls of the hospital and finally found the post operative Podiatry clinic checked in..waited then was taken into to the treatment room, now I’m prepped and ready. We go thru the pleasantries, I sign the release just in case I die..I give my consent...and release their liability (hahah just joking
)
Now for the needles
... one big one to pull my blood. A giant centerfuge machine to spin the blood. One needle to inject the plasma into my foot, one needle to numb my foot (thank goodness ☺) and some spay to numb before the needle. ...double check.
A second and third needle to numb my foot
oh yeah... can’t forget this part. After the being injected into the nerve right about the inside of my left my ankle apparently the medicine did not travel down to the underside of my heel. So she had to do it again 2x. 
. It’s was almost immediate numbness in the heel foot bottom this time and she was very good. She sprayed it with a topical numbing solution then injected the Lidocaine again...she was certain it was ok as foot tissue turned white. She was also teaching a Podiatry a student so I felt reassured that she was quite knowledgable and competent.
I felt no pain..ok mostly no pain as she injected the plasma into my foot . She made several injections after marking the area in ink making sure to cover the entire area but one are was a little painful so she was kind. Ok so I stopped counting after the fist needle stick but I think maybe it was around 10..hmm
too much? no I think that sounds about right. Mostly I felt pressure and numb sensation but really no pain to speak of. She remarked in glee”. Yup “she’s full”. And we all laughed. She ,meant my foot was full because of the extra lidocaine and the plasma. She then applied a pressure dressing and gave me instructions for no weight, bearing for 2 weeks (stay off my feet) which means no camino training, no Ice ,no pain relievers, no NSAIDs (non-steroidal anti-ainflamatories ) for which I’m allergic anyway , all in all the procedure lasted maybe 20 minutes. I spent more time trying to make it into and out of the parking lot.
So now it was time to make my follow up for 3 week get to physical therapy and then home. Easy enough they gave me a wheelchair (extra double wide I might add). Apparently they don’t make normal size wheel chairs anymore and I picked up my crutches..strapped them to the back of the chair and attempted to make my way back down the same path from whence I came. The wheel chair was so large my arm could barely reach the wheel to roll the wheels so four what steel like a life time I basically had to use the chair rails along the hallway to pull myself along and then a kind hand help push me maybe 200 meters back up to the entrance of the red building . I won’t bore you with the rest but let’s just say I attempted to get new crutches and schedule my physio therapy and it did not go as smoothly as I hoped....I got the new crutches but need to make a few calls next week to get the therapy
am I surprised no can’t say I am but I was determined to make it out of the building the same way I went in...with a good attitude and a smile on my face.
The technician wheeled me to the elevator and I took it down got the golf car shuttle took me to my car and I drove back home with a very numb right foot I made it and I am happy to say I am currently sitting on my nice comfy sofa typing this update for you all my dear forum friends
. All in all a good day don’t you think? 
Additional info
for an update so here goes lol.Today I finally had my medical procedure Plasma Rich Platlet (PRP) Therapry to get relief for my heel spurs and micro tears in the plantiafacia (medical speak for my heel ) After driving over 1hr using said foot (right foot) I entered the vast waste land of my wishful optimism attempting to find a parking space. After driving around for what seem to be a millennia I am lucky to locate one outside the parking structure but far below and away from where I need to be, but who is complaining? Not me..there are way too may other people driving around in circles still looking for a parking space, i consider myself lucky today. In fact in Camino terms it might have been at least 3 km and no sign of a yellow arrow in sight. I gathered up my crutches hobbled across the parking lot across the Main Street across another parking lot pass the valet lot which was completely full and into the red building.
Oh by the way did I mention I’m not going to the red building ....I’m going to the brown building way down on the other side of the hospital. At this point I am basically in the rear of the hospital in another connected building. Did I mention that where I need to be was the front of the hospital close to the emergency room well that part is under construction ? Oh no? Well forget that it’s not important....well maybe just In case I need an ambulance after this mini camino
Any hoo I hobbled along the hallway up a ramp around a corner past the morgue around another corner, pass the mri, pass the kitchen, pass the loading dock, ( you are getting a picture now?) pass the vending to the elevators..a couple people were waiting and the elevator came and we all went in. The elevator Doors close ..uh ohhhh. A sudden jerk and then no movement. We were stuck.
Suddenly a lady on the other side of the elevator begins to panic. She starts pressing many buttons and spouting words. “Calm” I said to myself. And out loud I say “it’s no good to press many buttons at once” She continues on a rant. The rest of the people remained silent. As I press the open door button nothing happens but suffice it so say we were stuck for a few minutes but not for long. Someone pressed the attendant button but by then the door opens and out she went like someone set her shirt on fire. I told the attendant what happend that the rest of us would try again. Low and behold the door closed the elevator went up and I stepped out on my floor into the hallway. A minute later I’m hobbling down the hall I hear “ding” and behind me “ oh you made it”. I turned to see the panic lady from the elevator coming from the second elevator. I just smiled and nodded and went on my way. I could not help thinking with a chuckle, I’m about to get a giant needle in my foot...I have not time for panic in an elevator I’m Sure panic will surely come later.
So I wondered the halls of the hospital and finally found the post operative Podiatry clinic checked in..waited then was taken into to the treatment room, now I’m prepped and ready. We go thru the pleasantries, I sign the release just in case I die..I give my consent...and release their liability (hahah just joking
)Now for the needles
... one big one to pull my blood. A giant centerfuge machine to spin the blood. One needle to inject the plasma into my foot, one needle to numb my foot (thank goodness ☺) and some spay to numb before the needle. ...double check.A second and third needle to numb my foot
oh yeah... can’t forget this part. After the being injected into the nerve right about the inside of my left my ankle apparently the medicine did not travel down to the underside of my heel. So she had to do it again 2x. . It’s was almost immediate numbness in the heel foot bottom this time and she was very good. She sprayed it with a topical numbing solution then injected the Lidocaine again...she was certain it was ok as foot tissue turned white. She was also teaching a Podiatry a student so I felt reassured that she was quite knowledgable and competent.I felt no pain..ok mostly no pain as she injected the plasma into my foot . She made several injections after marking the area in ink making sure to cover the entire area but one are was a little painful so she was kind. Ok so I stopped counting after the fist needle stick but I think maybe it was around 10..hmm
too much? no I think that sounds about right. Mostly I felt pressure and numb sensation but really no pain to speak of. She remarked in glee”. Yup “she’s full”. And we all laughed. She ,meant my foot was full because of the extra lidocaine and the plasma. She then applied a pressure dressing and gave me instructions for no weight, bearing for 2 weeks (stay off my feet) which means no camino training, no Ice ,no pain relievers, no NSAIDs (non-steroidal anti-ainflamatories ) for which I’m allergic anyway , all in all the procedure lasted maybe 20 minutes. I spent more time trying to make it into and out of the parking lot.So now it was time to make my follow up for 3 week get to physical therapy and then home. Easy enough they gave me a wheelchair (extra double wide I might add). Apparently they don’t make normal size wheel chairs anymore and I picked up my crutches..strapped them to the back of the chair and attempted to make my way back down the same path from whence I came. The wheel chair was so large my arm could barely reach the wheel to roll the wheels so four what steel like a life time I basically had to use the chair rails along the hallway to pull myself along and then a kind hand help push me maybe 200 meters back up to the entrance of the red building . I won’t bore you with the rest but let’s just say I attempted to get new crutches and schedule my physio therapy and it did not go as smoothly as I hoped....I got the new crutches but need to make a few calls next week to get the therapy
am I surprised no can’t say I am but I was determined to make it out of the building the same way I went in...with a good attitude and a smile on my face.The technician wheeled me to the elevator and I took it down got the golf car shuttle took me to my car and I drove back home with a very numb right foot I made it and I am happy to say I am currently sitting on my nice comfy sofa typing this update for you all my dear forum friends
. All in all a good day don’t you think? Additional info
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