A wait of an hour and 15 minutes to see the orthopaedic surgeon. The consultant was in emergency surgery, fixing someone's broken ankle. The audacity of breaking a bone or 25 when I needed to see him!
I saw his registrar. I have a big toe joint that I can't move voluntarily (with my mind) but when I hold it and waggle it with my finger, it's fine and not painful. Plus I have a painful callous on the ball of my big toe. I was sent for another x-ray which was a 55 minute wait. They are referring me to be fitted for orthotics because my foot has turned inwards. They don't know why my big toe is misbehaving but they think it's the FHL tendon.
I then went to the infectious diseases doctor who will probably discharge me but wanted blood tests to confirm that my inflammation and infection markers are back in the normal range. Before I went he let me know that one of the antibiotics that I have now finished (after 12 weeks) has been known to affect tendons.
So I think the antibiotic has weakened my FHL tendon, leading to my big toe being unable to support my body weight, leading to the foot turning inwards and the very painful callous. If I'm right, I will need different physiotherapy exercises and the good news is that it will get better eventually.
The wait for blood tests was another hour so I left home at 9am and returned just before 4.30pm.
I then had to call the service plan people for the old car because it wasn't cancelled when we sold it. More stress while that gets sorted out.
GP will call tomorrow about my throat and post nasal drip, hopefully referring me to ENT. The physiotherapist will call to follow up after today's appointments. A recruiter will call about a new role that has come up, and the garden landscaper who gave us a quote last year to build a patio will call round to redo the quote. We are going to hire him because the decking is now rotten through and quite treacherous.
On Wednesday I will do nothing.