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sorry for the long absence.
over the past week I've been whacked out of my mind on painkillers and was too busy feeling awful to do anything productive, like writing entries and shit.. so here's an update:
the day I posted the last entry I was on my way to the emergency room to get my foot looked at. I went to the hospital nearest to where I live (which is also the biggest in my city). I was getting around by public transportation, as I always do because I don't own a car (never even learned how to drive) and neither does anybody in my family. I had taken a fucking umbrella with me to use as a walking stick because my foot hurt so bad I couldn't put any pressure on it. even with the makeshift crutch I could hardly walk; I moved at the pace of a turtle, grunting and cursing, and limping like a fat pirate with a peg leg or something.
people must have thought I was some weird drunk or hobo or something but I was in too much pain to care.
so when I arrived at the hospital, and had traversed the sprawling grounds to get to the emergency room reception I was told that they can't treat me because apparently they're not the right kind of emergency room (??) and told me to go to a different hospital. so I was on my way to get to the hospital they told me to go to, only to discover that they gave me wrong information because the second hospital gave me the same story. they were much nicer there though, but still. so off I went to the third hospital where I was finally admitted to the waiting list for the emergency room.
after they x-rayed my swollen ass foot I was super fucking relieved to hear that I hadn't broken any bones and wouldn't need surgery. I have sprained my ankle, some minor tears in the ligaments and some hematomas. they put bandages on my foot, gave me crutches and pain meds and sent me on my merry way.
tl;dr: trying to get my injury treated turned into an oddysey of pain and frustration
over the past week I've been whacked out of my mind on painkillers and was too busy feeling awful to do anything productive, like writing entries and shit.. so here's an update:
the day I posted the last entry I was on my way to the emergency room to get my foot looked at. I went to the hospital nearest to where I live (which is also the biggest in my city). I was getting around by public transportation, as I always do because I don't own a car (never even learned how to drive) and neither does anybody in my family. I had taken a fucking umbrella with me to use as a walking stick because my foot hurt so bad I couldn't put any pressure on it. even with the makeshift crutch I could hardly walk; I moved at the pace of a turtle, grunting and cursing, and limping like a fat pirate with a peg leg or something.
people must have thought I was some weird drunk or hobo or something but I was in too much pain to care.
so when I arrived at the hospital, and had traversed the sprawling grounds to get to the emergency room reception I was told that they can't treat me because apparently they're not the right kind of emergency room (??) and told me to go to a different hospital. so I was on my way to get to the hospital they told me to go to, only to discover that they gave me wrong information because the second hospital gave me the same story. they were much nicer there though, but still. so off I went to the third hospital where I was finally admitted to the waiting list for the emergency room.
after they x-rayed my swollen ass foot I was super fucking relieved to hear that I hadn't broken any bones and wouldn't need surgery. I have sprained my ankle, some minor tears in the ligaments and some hematomas. they put bandages on my foot, gave me crutches and pain meds and sent me on my merry way.
tl;dr: trying to get my injury treated turned into an oddysey of pain and frustration