Incapacitated. Incapitulated. Impossiblated. Inebriated!
ij you havent heard by now, i'm hurt. i took a nasty fall last wednesday at the local gas station/civenience store. i tripped over little concrete curb-thing that you pull your vehicle up to, when you park. unfortunately, this particular curb is wider than my jeep, so when i walked around the jeep i tripped over it and went flying. i landed hard. very hard. i scraped both of my knees and my left wrist. and hurt my left arm. i couldnt get up. i laid there for few minutes, worrried that some one was going to run me over. lucily, no one did. a kindly elderly gentleman pulled me to a sitting position. i was in a great deal of pain so, of course, wanted to go home.
'the manlifted me up so that i was staning and helped me get back into my jeep. unfortunately, i was in so much pain that i couldnt even turn the key in the ignition let alone drive. store personel and a parimedic who happened to be in the store came out to see what was going on. the parimedic was sure that my arm was broken and worrid that i might go into shock. a policemn came and asked me if there was someone in the area that i could call to take me to the hospitable. i told him no because i didn't want him to call pam and have her drive all the way out here (45 vmiles one way!)) Pam's therinlaw had suffered a stroke the day before and she and her husband were yring to take care of his mom. i didnt want to dump another problem on their shoulders. so the cop called an ambulance. FOR (what we thought was just) A BROKEN ARM! How embarassing,
to try to shorten this (i'm typing with one hand) let's just say that they gave me massive doses of
'la-la medicine" in the emergency room BEFORE even looking at my arm. i felt pretty good until someone touched it. then i screamd. Pam met the ambulance at the emergency rrm ~ she and karl had just taken his mom back home. i felt SO badly for my princess. she held my hand so tghtly and kept her fce right up against mine as the er doctors unwrapped my arm and then started an iv. it had to be so harde for oam because i wasw in so much pain that i was screaming and sobbing like a baby.
it wasnt until thursday when an othepedist looked at the x-rayys that it was discovered that i had much more than 'just a broken arm' ~ i had "shattered my elbow1' i guess the end of the radius was broken ino pieces (some of which were now floating around between the shattered and dislocated radius and the ulna. no wonder it hurt so bad! i felt vindicated. not that anyone implied that i was being a baby, but i felt like i was. i've had broken arms befre and never screamed and cried like i did with this one. it's silly, i know, but i actually felt better when the orthpedist sowed pam and i the x rays and explained the exstent of the injuies.
so much for short post, =my arm really is killion me soi i'm going to go lie back down in the recliner (thats where i have to sleep because it hurts too much to lie down in a bed.