Friday, September 24, 2010
No News Is Usually Bad News
The other pictures are the results of a very bad fall I took on the 15th. I was making good progress on the post op of my shoulder a mini arthroplasty. That means that part of my shoulder joint was replaced. THEY USE CHAIN SAWS AND DRILLS AND ALL KINDS OF POWER TOOLS FOR THAT.
What I didn't count on was playing the part of Humpty Dumpty. I felt like I got pushed too, I know just how that poor guy felt. I really didn't know you could fall that hard just walking around. The unfortunate thing is I landed on my right side. The long purple eggplant shot up there, and fractured some ribs. Then as I slid down on the bathroom cabinet my surgical arm was forced up in the air and turned rather violently. You can see the results yourself. That colorful appendage would be my arm.
Let me tell you this pain beat childbirth. I immediately began to cry and practically scream. I didn't scream because I could tell that my ribs were broken it hurt to inhale, you have to take a really deep breath to scream. The rest is hazy that shocky kind of forgetfulness. I was alone so I had to crawl to a phone. I called my hunny. My brain wasn't working because I should have called 911. We did go to the ER and got diagnosed with a rib fracture. The bone scan I had later showed multiple rib fractures.
I appreciated the morphine shot and could have used them regularly for a week. It has been one week now and I am beginning to come back from the dead. Sort of.
My granddaughter is camping along the Ohio river with crazy homeless people to be with her boyfriend. If that isn't enough to kill a person with worry. I thought I had talked her into going back to her mother and then today she said no deal. This is the kid who had the full scholarship to a wonderful school and instead of being there in class and enjoying her beautiful room she is homeless. The people she hangs out with are insane a lot of them think they are vampires. That is just Tom Tee Terrific.
I miss blogging but I haven't had anything good to talk about. I also have to type with one left hand, not so easily done. I just wanted to catch you up and tell you your missed. My garden reflects my life it is a big mess too, nothing to take a picture of out there. So even if your bored with the puppy he's the best I've got right now. It's going to be a very long haul for me. There is a good chance that I have ripped some tissues ligaments or whatever in my shoulder. My doc says it would be a big mistake to go in there again and maybe even muck it up more. So the plan is gentle PT for starters and see how I do.
To think that when I started this I just wanted to be able to swim again. I couldn't stand the pain anymore. I have however discovered a whole nuther depth of pain, and like the cartoon characters from "Aladdin" say, "it's amazing what you can live through".