My foot isn't broken, thank god, although our doc was worried that it was. Maybe it was when he pushed in slightly right on top of my ankle bone and then had to scrape me - whimpering - off the ceiling. He wrote me out some orders and I toddled over to x-ray, where, three views later, I was pronounced intact. If my foot had actually been broken, I'm pretty sure I would have broken down and cried right there. That would have just been the cherry on the sundae. He doesn't think it's a tendon, which is also good news. The consensus seems to be a deep bone bruise. I can live with that, as long as it's gone by tomorrow.
It would be a big fat lie to say I was on my game today. Here's a perfect example. I had to mix two bottles of meds and then put them into a liter bag of saline for an IV drip. I drew my first bottle of meds up in a syringe and then went to inject them into a port in the IV bag. Somehow, I managed to put the needle itself through the bag and into my finger, so I stood there watching my bag spouting like a saline geyser and my finger dripping blood on the floor. A co-worker, watching in amusement, said, "And for her next trick...". Sigh. There wasn't even anything good in the med bottle I stuck myself with.
I managed okay (semi-okay?) at work because I had no choice, but now that I'm home I'm exhausted from dragging my foot behind me all day. And it hurts. It hurts enough that I just broke a cardinal medical rule and took two of the painkillers that Surfer Dude didn't take when he broke his wrist. By my calculations I have about fifteen minutes before I turn into the Loopy Correspondent.
In light of that...goodnight. And a happy - ambulatory - tomorrow.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
and for my next trick
Posted by the rotten correspondent at 12:02 AM
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I'm glad to hear that. Take a weekend off--rest, read with your foot up, eat in bed (boys can do that much for you)--and mend. Try to work it into a spa adventure. Love!
Glad there's nothing broken...... not that it means less pain by the sound of it.
Hope you do manage to get adequate rest & that your boys can/will help you.
I once had heel spurs that caused immense pain in feet and all up legs.I was advised to use plastic arches in my shoes and that worked wonders. Restricts the type of shoe I can use though.
Good news that your foot isn't broken but I bet it still hurts like hell!
Oh. Ouch. Get better soon!
Put your feet up today. Shop online. Read. Knit. A real you day.
It hurts to get stuck with a needle-at least it was a clean one!
take good care of your ankle. I hope the boys allow you the day off. Or two days. Nah, what am I thinking? Well, make the best of it. Can you sit in the living room and rest that foot and direct the boys from there? Did you ate least get a tight bandage around it for support? Take care of yourself.
my brother did that with a needle -- but it was thru the skin of a patient dying from some undiagnosed fatal disease.
(my brother never got sick, but it sure scared the beetle juice out of him)
A word of warning, my daughter's friend had a bad sprain in her right ankle and was protecting it so much that she ended up tripping up her left ankle and broke it on Monday.
But you won't do this because you are going to take your mom's advice and spend the weekend in the oldest resort in the midwest with three young attendents seeing to your every need... right?
Good luck with that ambulation. Hope the swelling goes down quickly,and that you have a three day weekend and you get waited on hand and foot--bruised and otherwise.
ooch. rest up as much as possible. Bruised bones hurt like HELL and you have to rest - you have to rest. BTW you have to rest
Why do medics always break their own rules?
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