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exactly a week ago I was finally about to start my first morning shift. I've been wanting to do mornings for a long time & I thought I might hate my job less if I worked mornings. I'm not used to there being ice when I go to work, since it's usually melted by the time I head out in the afternoons. so last wednesday I got as far as across the street from my apartment when I slipped on the ice, heard a loud popping sound from my leg and fell. wheee! left leg this time. (when I had that big compound fracture a few years ago it was in my right leg) A guy walking his dog saw me fall and helped me to the curb of the empty parking lot. The security guard for the parking lot let me sit in her car to keep warm. I thought maybe it was just a sprain & that I was just being a pussy about the pain, but it turns out I have 3 fractures in my left ankle. while I was in the waiting room at the ER there were 4 or 5 more people that got wheeled in for slipping on the ice injuries. one was a kid who broke his femur. owww. another was a woman who cracked her tailbone in a grocery store parking lot & I heard the nurse saying that the parking lot was so icy the paramedics had trouble getting to her. xrays and pain. it took a few hours before they finally gave me something for the pain.
so this past week has been vicodin and movies and warcraft. I was supposed to get surgery on it on monday: some shiny new screws & a plate! it will match the accessories in my right leg, the screws and the rod & further my status as a bionic woman. I will have superhero street cred! but the surgery didn't happen monday, they're putting it off for a week until the swelling has gone down. monday night and all day yesterday I was in Extra Pain. over the weekend I was able to make it to the bathroom & even get up and make coffee and put tv dinners in the oven, but the past two days I barely made it to the bathroom. and there have been new things like my numb toes and muscle spasms in my leg. my surgeon's office was already closed by the time I was ready to admit that it was Definitely Worse, so back to the ER for us. hoping for xrays and the assurance that I'm not gonna keel over from a blood clot or something. my mom couldn't get me from my apartment to the car & despite my embarrassment she called the paramedics. we told them how poor & uninsured I am & they offered instead of taking me to the hospital to at least get me into my moms car. So I was manhandled by some firemen (which I'm sure is everyone's dirty fantasy but mine) and apparently this service is free, like getting a cat out of a tree. high on drugs I was highly entertained by the idea of me being a cat stuck in a tree.
the people that admitted me into the ER where very nice. the whole visit was pretty much a waste of time though, since the doctor didn't look at my foot at all, instead he told me a story about cavemen with broken bones & how the swelling and pain is the bodies way of telling us not to move it... I guess he couldn't have just come out and said "you're overexerting yourself, knock it off." cos that would be too.. you know, concise and to the point. so they gave me stronger drugs and told me that my leg hurts because it's broken.
my biggest worry now is strictly financial. no insurance, no source of income. I guess washington is less sympathetic than california in that they are not willing to give me any sort of unemployment or way to pay my bills while I'm laid up. I made too much money for welfare. I may or may not have a job once I'm recovered. my bosses told me that they would "try" and hire someone to temporarily fill my shift, but basically don't count on it. well... I hated that job anyway.
so this past week has been vicodin and movies and warcraft. I was supposed to get surgery on it on monday: some shiny new screws & a plate! it will match the accessories in my right leg, the screws and the rod & further my status as a bionic woman. I will have superhero street cred! but the surgery didn't happen monday, they're putting it off for a week until the swelling has gone down. monday night and all day yesterday I was in Extra Pain. over the weekend I was able to make it to the bathroom & even get up and make coffee and put tv dinners in the oven, but the past two days I barely made it to the bathroom. and there have been new things like my numb toes and muscle spasms in my leg. my surgeon's office was already closed by the time I was ready to admit that it was Definitely Worse, so back to the ER for us. hoping for xrays and the assurance that I'm not gonna keel over from a blood clot or something. my mom couldn't get me from my apartment to the car & despite my embarrassment she called the paramedics. we told them how poor & uninsured I am & they offered instead of taking me to the hospital to at least get me into my moms car. So I was manhandled by some firemen (which I'm sure is everyone's dirty fantasy but mine) and apparently this service is free, like getting a cat out of a tree. high on drugs I was highly entertained by the idea of me being a cat stuck in a tree.
the people that admitted me into the ER where very nice. the whole visit was pretty much a waste of time though, since the doctor didn't look at my foot at all, instead he told me a story about cavemen with broken bones & how the swelling and pain is the bodies way of telling us not to move it... I guess he couldn't have just come out and said "you're overexerting yourself, knock it off." cos that would be too.. you know, concise and to the point. so they gave me stronger drugs and told me that my leg hurts because it's broken.
my biggest worry now is strictly financial. no insurance, no source of income. I guess washington is less sympathetic than california in that they are not willing to give me any sort of unemployment or way to pay my bills while I'm laid up. I made too much money for welfare. I may or may not have a job once I'm recovered. my bosses told me that they would "try" and hire someone to temporarily fill my shift, but basically don't count on it. well... I hated that job anyway.