Friday, October 22, 2010

I'm broken...

Ay me, so funny story to tell about a clutzy little girl named Scarlett...

Last weekend, I was helping my mother at her place. (She has severe Multiple Sclerosis and requires 24/7 care since she can no longer leave her bed.) I was downstairs in the kitchen, cooking, when she called me.

I ran up the stairs, same as I had, scratch that, THOUSANDS of times before, just like I did when I was a kid and still lived in that house. Only, all those times I ran upstairs as a kid, there wasn't a 12 inch metal wheelchair track running up the side of the stairs.

You see where this is going, don't you?

Yep, I'm so talented that I trip going UP the stairs, not falling DOWN them, and land unceremoniously on the jutting metal end of the chair track, which cuts me in the upper left quadrant of my stomach. I pick myself up and hobble into my mom's room, cursing inwardly in every language I know...where she proceeds to tell me to be careful and not fall on the stairs.

Uh, thanks mom. Got the memo on that one a little late.

Anyway, after a few days, the pain just wasn't going away, and on Tuesday, I couldn't even get out of bed to go to work. I started to get a little worried that I'd actually hurt something other than my pride, and on Wednesday, I went to the walk in clinic.

Turns out I fell a little harder than I thought. That pain I felt? Broken rib. Bruised muscles. Messed up cartilage and back. Terrific...

Luckily, the doctor was awesome and prescribed me some medicinal goodies that made the rest of this week MUCH more bearable. (Though, trying to get all the proper HR verbiage out when offering someone a job? Much, much harder to do through the Vicodin fog! Thankfully, the new employee was forgiving.)

So, yes, this has been my crazy week. How was yours?

1 comment:

  1. My week was not near as painful as your's :( I hope your meds are helping and that next week is much better!


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