Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Missing - One week

It's funny how a single misstep can change your path, can take what you thought you were going to be doing or were planning to do and wad those particular pages in your daily planner into a big fat paper ball and chunk it out the window of your life. 

So, yeah, I was less than 12 hours away from boarding a plane to St. Thomas, where I was going to spend a week's vacation, a week of much needed time off.  And then I tripped.  And the next thing I knew, I was in the emergency room looking at a doctor holding up my x-rays and saying the words, broken ankle. And on my discharge papers were the words, See orthopedic surgeon within 24 hours, and, sadly, No travel by air. And I was in pain, a lot of pain. But the pain pills did nothing except make me scratch at mysterious itches all over my body. The next day I was at an orthopedic surgeon's office. He confirmed what the docors in ER said, and then he said three words that thrilled me:  No surgery necessary.  He gave me new pain pills, which also did nothing except make me scratch at new mysterious itches. And then it became obvious that I had to move out of my house since stairs and crutches don't go together like a horse and carriage. And then I was at another orthopedic surgeon's office because my ankle would not cease hurting and the first orthopedic surgeon's office said they could not prescribe anything stronger. The new pain pills worked, and so did the anti-inflammatories and the muscle relaxers. And then I spent the weekend resting and medicated, with my leg elevated and my ankle iced.  Yesterday I moved home and...

Hello?  Can anyone tell me where the last week went?  I swear it was just a minute ago that I was heading downstairs on the eve before my flight to St. Thomas and suddenly it's a week later. I have a lot of catching up to do.

3 comments:

ghost said...

sucks being crippled huh?

Velvet Sacks said...

I know you're happy to be home, but are you sure you're well enough to navigate the stairs so soon? Glad the new pain pills worked.

CreekHiker said...

You poor baby! How is Cheyenne handling your crutches?? I hope you mend soon!