#94… Compartment Syndrome…

Every hear of spontaneous combustion???

They have lots of theories, but here’s my 2 cents worth…

I have compartment syndrome in both my legs, which may explain some of why I have no muscle reaction to nerve induction tests… She turned that machine on high and neither one of my legs responded… That was March or April of 2017…

She then proceeded to check my arms and when she was done, she said, “you have peripherial neuropathy”…

Okay, I had no clue what that was, but what ever it was, I had lived with it since I was a toddler… So because I had no clue I shouldn’t be able to walk… I ignored my symptoms and persevered on…

Now the compartment syndrome… I think this is when I had a stroke on the operating table at El Paso VA, I pushed for an investigation, but hey, back in 2011, you had corrupt federal employees… Trump is just airing it out for all to see now… Anyway…….. I digress…

I had my left leg operated on and the surgical report stated I had a in layman terms, my nerves going down my leg were being strangled and that is what would cause them to rub together and create heat in my calf so hot, you could feel the heat generating from that area of my leg…

Just my 2 cents, but I think that’s how we spontaneously combust…

My left leg still does it to this day, and it can get hot to the touch and when it does, I do things to get the nerves to settle down and it will quit and won’t bother me for a long time then all of a sudden, my calf gets burning hot….

Before the surgery you could see it was red from generating heat and you could feel the heat… Since the surgery, it gets real warm, but not hot like it used too… My right leg is also in the same boat, but because I accused them of causing a stroke on the operating table, I never went back for another surgery at the VA… I’ll live longer…

Just my speculation on a condition I have lived with since my mother beat me with a ruler when I was 5 and left me with blunt force trauma fractures all over my body… She was a peach that little christian woman…

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