Posts Tagged ‘hospital’

 

I’ve mentioned before (in passing) how I broke my foot before but never really gave any details. The break occurred when I slipped getting out of the shower. Showers are dangerous you guys! Seriously, you need to be careful in there! As much as my broken foot hurts, I would rather have had that broken than my neck!

Anyway, after slipping I was in denial a bit that it was broken. I told myself that it was prob some weird twist or sprain, and decided what I needed was to just have a nap and when I woke up it would all be better! So, that’s what I did, I went to sleep. When I woke up, I went to stand up expecting the pain to be just slightly sore, and it was even worse than before. It was at this time that I came to the conclusion that this was a break. I grabbed my phone and called for an ambulance, then made my way hobbling outside. I have a dog, which is part lab and part pit bull, so I figured it would be easier for me going out to meet them, than them coming in to meet me!

Getting outside nearly killed me! It was only a few steps, but each step was filled with pain! I managed to get outside, but only barely and collapse onto a bench I have sitting on the front porch, and there I waited. It wasn’t long before the ambulance came zooming in. The paramedics came walking up and asking what the problem was, and I told them pretty much what I just told you verbatim. They took a look at my foot and asked if I could move my toes. After extreme concentration and pain, I was able to get my toes to move. Then they looked over my foot and informed me there wasn’t any discoloration or swelling, so they didn’t think it was a break.

I decided that if it wasn’t a break, then I didn’t need to go to the hospital! The fact of the matter is, I hate hospitals! I’ve known MANY people who have gone to the hospital for the most mundane reason, and then they ended up dying there. It’s because of that, that I now equate hospitals with death. If possible, I will do everything in my power to avoid going to the hospital! So, I sent them on their way relieved that it didn’t seem to be a break. I stood up to go back inside and was immediately filled with so much pain that I literally collapsed! I knew, despite what they said that this was a break. I also knew that I wasn’t gonna call them back and tell them I changed my mind. So I called my aunt and asked her if she could take me to a hospital. She was in a different city, so it was going to take awhile to get to me.

I waited for hours. I tried to get up a few times, but I just couldn’t. Thankfully a friend of mine came by and she brought some water by. Which I really needed! It was a hot day, and I was sitting out in the sun for hours!

Finally, my aunt got back into town, picked me up and drove me to the hospital which is also in another city. I got in, and after waiting for awhile, they stuck me in a wheelchair and wheeled me down to get my foot x-rayed. They determined that it was, in fact, a break, but that I would still able to walk on it. I just needed a load bearing boot and some crutches. The doctor told me it would take about 6 to 7 weeks to heal up, then he sent me on my way. After I got home, I googled around on that type of break, and most people said theirs didn’t heal for 10 to 11 weeks, so that’s the time frame I am expecting.

So, that was 3 weeks ago. My foot is obviously still in a ton of pain. Some days are worse than others, but it’s always constant pain. Even now as I write this, I am in pain, and I’m not even standing on it! I haven’t been able to get to the store to buy groceries cause of the pain, and I can’t stand in the kitchen to cook either. So, because of that, I have been buying a lot of delivery. Which is expensive, and only serving to make me fatter. I don’t like ordering pizza and hamburgers every day! I would kill for some hamburger helper or some chicken! I would love some home cooked food, but until my foot eases up some, I just don’t see that happening. As it stands, I had planned to BBQ today(It’s Independence day in America), but can’t stand in front of a grill to cook for hours on end, let alone get up and down the front porch steps!

So, yea! I really hate my foot right now!

Good news, my Granny was released from the hospital today. She’s feeling a little better, although slightly weakened, but that’s to be expected I suppose. However the important thing is that she’s OK and she’s home 🙂 I must admit I was slightly worried….ok, maybe a little more than slightly…lol

My Granny

Posted: May 2, 2007 in All about ME!
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My Grandma ended up going to the hospital today. Although from what I gather its not serious, I am still worried about her! You see, my Grandma isn’t as young as she once was, nor is she as young as she likes to think she is. In fact, she is for the most part living on borrowed time. So, despite the fact that her “Condition” isn’t too serious, the fact that shes spending a few days in the hospital in it’s self isn’t good!

I’m not exactly sure what’s wrong with her, I have just been assured its not too serious. From what I have been told, her “Electrolytes” are low? Now, I don’t know what those things are, but apparently them being low is a bad thing, and can cause all kinds of weird and strange things to happen to your body. This is apparently what happened to my dear ol’ Granny. Doctors have told my family that she should be quite fine. They want to keep her a few days to monitor her and to hook her to an IV, just to be “Sure”.

I do hope she is ok. I am fully aware that women on her side of the family don’t live too long. Hell, the men don’t either. In fact, she’s the longest living family member in the history of the family! So, I am aware that her time is drawing near. That doesn’t mean I will accept it gracefully when it does happen though. You see, my grandma maybe a lot of things. She’s mean, she’s insultive, she can be sometimes cold or insensitive. However in the end, what it boils down to is this; She’s my Grandma. Although she and I argue and fight a lot. I love her with all my heart, and worry about her constantly. Even when we are fighting I love her.