Last week I made an appointment at a chiropractor/physical therapy center. During the call, they asked me if I could bring along the x-rays I had gotten of my back earlier that week, otherwise they would have to take new x-rays at my appointment.
Nuh uh. I got dosed with enough double strand breaking x-rays, thank you. My doc shall hand over the x-rays or there will be WORDS!
Now, I had the x-rays done at an imaging center of a local hospital, but it was my doc who called me the next day with the results. So I called his office on Monday morning to see if I could get the x-rays the next day - Kev could pick them up on his way to work. Note: I specifically asked for the X-RAYS.
The woman on the phone seemed confused by my request.
“If your doctor hasn’t read the x-ray yet, we can’t release them.”
“He HAS read them. This was last week. I already got the diagnosis.”
“Well, I’m going to have to get back to you on that.”
wtf? They didn’t get back to me.
Kev called them the next morning. They told him that my doc wasn’t in, and HE was the one who had to sign off on the x-rays. Fine. Fine. I call again. I NEED MY X-RAYS!
“Dr T isn’t in to sign off on them.”
“will he be in tomorrow morning to sign off on them?”
“where did you get your x-rays done?”
“at [local medical center]”
“hmmm…what’s your date of birth? you’re not in their system.”
“what? I KNOW I’m in their system. [gives date of birth FOR THE 3RD TIME] They’ve had me in their system since my colonscopy in 2003″
“no, you’re not in here…what’s your date of birth again?”
“please…PLEASE…I just need my x-rays.”
“ok, ok, they’ll be at the front desk tomorrow morning for pick up.”
Wednesday, I get a call from Kevin. He had stopped to pick up the x-rays. Except…they didn’t give him x-rays. They didn’t HAVE the x-rays. They gave him a photocopy of the diagnosis that they received from the medical center. THEY NEVER HAD THE X-RAYS. DO YOU THINK AT SOME POINT DURING THESE PHONE CONVERSATIONS THEY MIGHT HAVE MENTIONED THIS FACT TO ME???
Christ.
So I had to call the medical center and arrange to pick up my x-rays on the day of my appointment, meaning I had to leave work EVEN EARLIER because they closed at 4. GREAT.
BUT!!! the AWESOME part of the story?? My x-rays? WERE ON A CD. And as I had some time to kill before my appoinment, HELL YES I popped that bad boy into the laptop.
and so…for your VIEWING ENTERTAINMENT….
MY LOWER SPINE!
front view - according to the diagnosis, you can see the surgical clips that are remnants of my gall bladder surgery. I can’t see them.
side view
and in case you need a closeup…
creeeeeeeeeeepy!!!
WELL! I hope you’ve enjoyed this foray into my bones. I know I certainly have! OUR INSIDES ARE CREEPY GROSS AND FASCINATING!
Wow–you’re creepy and boney. That’s kinda cool.
Nice disk space lady!
Where is the compression? L1 L2? X-rays are fun. Not creepy!
I love x-rays. They’re just so very cool.
Nice back!
@EyeceKnits - thanks!
@grace - shit, now I can’t remember. L5-S2? something like that.
@Knit Witch - if only I could expand instead of lose disk space!
@Aimee - right back atcha, sweetie
The narrowest of disc spaces appears to be at L1/L2. Your sacrum looks pretty decent until it moves into the lumbar area, then it really starts to thin. Degenerative disc disease, that sucks. Good luck, Evil One.
You should use these for the RR costume conest on Ravelry.