Progress: It's a Beautiful Thing

I saw orthopedic doctor No. 2 on Tuesday morning about my ankle. Judging by that visit, he is vastly different from doctor No. 1. For starters, he has something every MD should have but does not: a clue.

Doctor No. 1: I have never seen this before.
Doctor No. 2: I've seen this plenty of times.

Doctor No. 1: The MRI shows some fluid. It's just... there. I don't know why.
Doctor No. 2: The MRI shows a significant finding. There's fluid in the subtalar joint. It also feels warm and I can see the swelling. This could be caused by lyme disease or rheumatiod arthritis, but I think it's from when you twisted your ankle.

Doctor No. 1: I have no idea what it could be or what to do next.
Doctor No. 2: Let's do a bone scan. We'll figure this out.

So, we have progress, in the form of a bone scan on Monday and a follow-up appointment next Thursday. I hope there's a solution and that it won't involve a needle being plunged into my my joint. But, hey: I've given birth to three babies without drugs. I can take it.

Anyone want a pair of wedge-heeled clogs, size 8?