He can't be sure yet, but he thinks I more than likely have a stress fracture.
I tried really hard to not start crying. It couldn't be helped. He's a nice guy and handed me a box of tissues. Clearly I'm not the only one who's cried over such a thing. That made me feel a little better.
Apparently an X-Ray won't show a stress fracture. (Gee, thanks for taking them and billing them when they were worthless.) So I have to go back on Tuesday for an MRI, and then on Friday to see him again and get the results and a treatment plan.
He said it could still be some other things like bursitis or something similar. I'm going to keep hoping for that. If I have a stress fracture, I'll have to be on crutches for a while.
With that said, he told me not to be running (of course) and said he'd discourage me from even walking the half since walking can make a hip stress fracture worse.
I'm really disappointed. I had so hoped he'd be able to easily say it was something else, anything else... something that I could maybe still run the half on.
And crutches? Boy, that's going to suck. Especially over the holidays.
I'll deal with it. The most important thing is to get healed so I can get back to running and start again. It's just not easy to remember that today. I feel so many different things. Disappointment I can't run the race I've been training for. Frustration that I put in so much time and work and now have to stand on the sidelines. A little bit annoyed that other people run so much more than I do and never get hurt, and I did everything right and still ended up getting hurt. Depressed that there's a good chance I won't be running for a couple of months, so I'll lose all this fitness I built up these past 4 months and have to start all over, and probably very slowly.
Like I said, I'll deal. I'm tough and don't usually let things keep me down. And there's still a chance it's not a stress fracture, but he seemed to think it's a small chance.
So today... right now... I'm sad. I'm disappointed. I'm frustrated. But I'm going to do my best to get the tears out, put on a smile and go to Memphis with my parents and friends and have a good weekend. Be back Monday.