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Aug. 1st, 2011 05:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trista_zevkiaI fought the lawn,
So I went out to kill some decorative grass that was planted by previous owners. It’s right up next to the house, which houses bugs, and around the air conditioner, which needs air to work. Admittedly, it was 105 degrees outside and only 80 inside, but I was still sweating while I was inside. Thought if nothing else I could flatten the grass and cool down for the night. Thirty seconds later, I was rolling around on the grass in pain.
Naturally, I hadn’t brought my cell phone with me, so I had to rely on the kindness of passing strangers. Lo and behold, some actually stopped! A uniformed corrections officer and his lpn wife, plus the neighbor. He let me use his cell to call Mom. Our conversation went as fallows.
“Mom?”
“Oh God, what did you do?”
“I think I might have broken my arm.”
“John, we’re going to town.”
“And maybe my ankle.”
“We’ll be right there.”
”Thank you.”
Hung up with Mom, after actually thanking her for coming in to get me. Rather formal, what? Made idle chitchat as best I could, while lying in the grass, crying in pain. Neighbor left, sent over his mother, the nurse’s aid. Meanwhile, I sent the corrections officer to get Jen, who had no idea. Belle’s outside, barking her little head off, Jen opens door to uniform and has moment of panic. Tehehe.
LPN knows it’s broke but doesn’t want to say so, instead trys to talk me into calling ambulance. Mom and Dad finally show up, get me into the car and drive me to martin. X-rays, hours off waiting, get a splint, 4 pain pills and the name of a surgeon to see. Not a good sign.
Next day, couldn’t get in to see him, so Mom made phone calls. Either wait a week or go to Dyersburg, so in the car we got. Saw the doc at 7pm, signed up for surgery the next day.
Apparently, I broke the top of the arm bone, on the thumb side, into a v. into this v shape I shoved all the now little pieces of the bone under the thumb. Had two screws put in and part of a cast, get the rest of the cast Wednesday. If the burning isn’t an infection setting up around the screws, I can only were real gold earrings after all. Cheap nickel breaks me out in rashes.
So for a month or so, I guess I’ll be typing one handed, because of the cast, and living on dial up. So don’t expect to hear from me often,took an hour to post this!
So I went out to kill some decorative grass that was planted by previous owners. It’s right up next to the house, which houses bugs, and around the air conditioner, which needs air to work. Admittedly, it was 105 degrees outside and only 80 inside, but I was still sweating while I was inside. Thought if nothing else I could flatten the grass and cool down for the night. Thirty seconds later, I was rolling around on the grass in pain.
Naturally, I hadn’t brought my cell phone with me, so I had to rely on the kindness of passing strangers. Lo and behold, some actually stopped! A uniformed corrections officer and his lpn wife, plus the neighbor. He let me use his cell to call Mom. Our conversation went as fallows.
“Mom?”
“Oh God, what did you do?”
“I think I might have broken my arm.”
“John, we’re going to town.”
“And maybe my ankle.”
“We’ll be right there.”
”Thank you.”
Hung up with Mom, after actually thanking her for coming in to get me. Rather formal, what? Made idle chitchat as best I could, while lying in the grass, crying in pain. Neighbor left, sent over his mother, the nurse’s aid. Meanwhile, I sent the corrections officer to get Jen, who had no idea. Belle’s outside, barking her little head off, Jen opens door to uniform and has moment of panic. Tehehe.
LPN knows it’s broke but doesn’t want to say so, instead trys to talk me into calling ambulance. Mom and Dad finally show up, get me into the car and drive me to martin. X-rays, hours off waiting, get a splint, 4 pain pills and the name of a surgeon to see. Not a good sign.
Next day, couldn’t get in to see him, so Mom made phone calls. Either wait a week or go to Dyersburg, so in the car we got. Saw the doc at 7pm, signed up for surgery the next day.
Apparently, I broke the top of the arm bone, on the thumb side, into a v. into this v shape I shoved all the now little pieces of the bone under the thumb. Had two screws put in and part of a cast, get the rest of the cast Wednesday. If the burning isn’t an infection setting up around the screws, I can only were real gold earrings after all. Cheap nickel breaks me out in rashes.
So for a month or so, I guess I’ll be typing one handed, because of the cast, and living on dial up. So don’t expect to hear from me often,took an hour to post this!
