Fireman, Paramedics, Doctors, Oh My!!!!

18 April 2008

My visiting nurse is coming at 10am to do some physical therapy. Since I have been using copious amounts f drugs to get any sleep, getting up is a bit of a challenge. Anyway, I manage to get up at 9:40am to get dressed before Dan the Visiting Nurse shows up. At 9:43am, I reach for my crutches so I can get to the kitchen and get a snack before he gets there. At 9:44am, I lose my balance and fall down.

When I was in the hospital, I asked the doctor if there was anything I could do that would ruin my new knee. He told me 1)don't get hit by a car and 2)don't twist my knee. It doesn't twist yet. Since there wasn't room for a car accident in my bedroom, I, of course, chose the twisted knee. As I am in the process of falling down, I am trying to decide how to fall with the least amount of damage. I am telling my leg to pick itself up off the ground so it doesn't twist (too bad that my leg didn't cooperate since it doesn't follow directions yet. So I ended up falling on my butt first, then my elbow and finally hitting my head on the frame of my bed.

That's when Dan the Visiting Nurse shows up and we decide to call 911 and get some paramedics to take me to the hospital. Three minutes later, some firemen and paramedics show up in my house. Please keep in mind that there are two full loads of semi-wet laundry laying all over my living room floor. Enough that they had to push some stuff around so they could get the stretcher in to my bedroom. I'm sure that will make for good conversation at the fire house.

After a short visit to the ER, found out there was no permanent damage to the new knee. Just some trauma and lots of extra swelling and fluid that they couldn't do anything about. But I did get some more drugs out of the deal, so no complaints there.