I walked to the truck, tea in hand and right as I was headed down the driveway to get in, I slipped and fell, heard a crack, and then began writhing in pain, tears immediately springing to my eyes. I'm pretty sure this was the most excruciating pain I'd ever experienced. My sister acted fast took my shoe off, grabbed some frozen corn and instructed me to stay calm and call mom. I called my work, to let them know what happened, well what I thought happened, and then called mom and began the quest for the insurance numbers. We found a place in town that would accept my insurance, but it didn't open until 8...it was only about 7:25. We sat in the driveway and in between bursts of sobs, we laughed about what the neighbors would think of us. I was sitting with my legs all crossed up, butt in the air, and she was sitting next to me on the phone.
My sister, the wonderfully smart person she is thought of a plan to go an get doughnuts while waiting for the doctor's office to open, and then sit in the parking lot and wait.
She helped me get to my feet...or foot...and then into the truck. I knew something was terribly wrong when I couldn't move my toes without shots of pain hitting each little pig. I eventually got into the back seat and my sister set the corn around my ankle. At this point it wasn't super swollen, but i could feel it getting tighter.
We went to the grocery store and got the doughnuts, well she did while I sat in the car and cried. I also called the missionaries to come and give me a blessing later today.
At this point I was still thinking it could have been a sprain, but my hope was wearing thin.
We got to the doctor's office right as they opened and my sister found a wheelchair to get me around in. I waited a few minutes in the lobby, and then went back in. As soon as we were in a room the nurse took one look at my foot and asked why we hadn't gone straight to the hospital.
DUH.
I hadn't even thought of going to the ER, except when I had wanted an ambulance with hot paramedics to come pick me up off of my driveway. She then wheeled me back out while my sister grabbed the car, and off to the ER we went.
Between fits of tears I thanked my sister and apologized about a million times. Luckily she was feeling forgiving and just told me to calm down and eat my doughnut.
When we got to the hospital, I was taken back to an exam room and put on a gurney. several nurses came in and out asking me what happened, and apologizing that my Monday had started out like this. I finally made it X-rays, which was an adventure in and of it's self. The nurse felt so bad she didn't make me move, and just brought the machine to my gurney. She was a saint. they took shots from a few different angles and then wheeled me back to my room. I finally got some heavy pain meds and a cool bracelet.
When the doctor came back in he brought a copy of my X-ray and showed me where my "Lateral Malleolus" was fractured.
I started to cry again when he showed me, not because of pain, but because the Loritab was probably making me coo-coo and I was stressed. He referred me to an orthopedic doctor, and told me I would be on crutches and in a boot for a good month. The doctor next week is supposed to tell me if I'll be needing surgery to put a plate in for healing.
The nice nurses came in again with a prescription and a boot. One of them helped me into it while the other measured me for crutches. After tracking down the last pair of crutches in the entire hospital, I was given a little goody bag of information and sent on my way.
My sister and I stopped to get my prescription filled, and here I am, laying in bed with my foot elevated.
I don't get to go to work for a good week, and I have to stay off my feet as much as possible.
I would appreciate it if you all would pray, or send out positive vibes, whatever suits you, so that I don't have to have surgery. It would be a lot of time and money that I can't afford to spend on something like this.
Thanks for your prayers and well wishes. I'll be back up and going in no time, I'm sure:)
Here are some pictures...
Have a happy day.
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