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Apr. 6th, 2008 08:26 amSo, gals and pals, time for another round of Good News, Bad News!
Bad: Midday Saturday, while helping my roomies with a landscaping project, I tripped, fell, and (because I clearly learned nothing from Adventures In Wrist Fracture, 2007 ed.) landed hard on my outstretched hand.
Good: I didn't have the same immediate, nauseated-and-dizzy, sweat-breaking level of pain as in Adventures In Wrist Fracture, 2007 ed.
Bad: However, it still hurt like a bastard, and was swelling up oddly.
Good: This time (having, I guess, learned something from A.i.W.F.2007 after all) I was willing to let someone drive me to the ER, instead of being all "Nah, I'll do it myself!"
REALLY Good: I've been doggedly keeping up my COBRA payments the past half-year, hence (unlike many out there, sadly) actually have medical care available to me.
Bad: It was Everybody, Come On Down! day at the UW Med Ctr ER. As in, took me four and a half hours start to finish to get processed and out.
Good: Everyone I dealt with was friendly, capable, and helpful.
REALLY Good: It's not broken (or they think not at this point), just a really bad sprain.
Bad: Apparently, though, the scaphoid bone can be a subtle and tricksy creature, not revealing its fractures upon initial x-ray, so they put a huge plaster quasi-cast on the hand/arm which must stay in place for ten days, and which, by dint of immobilizing my thumb (MY BELOVED OPPOSABLE THUMB *sobs*) renders all activities of daily living infinitely more difficult.
In conclusion: PITA, major hassle, but could be (and has been) a lot worse. Now setting off to locate a big plastic bag so I can bag the cast and get a shower. (*sigh*)
Bad: Midday Saturday, while helping my roomies with a landscaping project, I tripped, fell, and (because I clearly learned nothing from Adventures In Wrist Fracture, 2007 ed.) landed hard on my outstretched hand.
Good: I didn't have the same immediate, nauseated-and-dizzy, sweat-breaking level of pain as in Adventures In Wrist Fracture, 2007 ed.
Bad: However, it still hurt like a bastard, and was swelling up oddly.
Good: This time (having, I guess, learned something from A.i.W.F.2007 after all) I was willing to let someone drive me to the ER, instead of being all "Nah, I'll do it myself!"
REALLY Good: I've been doggedly keeping up my COBRA payments the past half-year, hence (unlike many out there, sadly) actually have medical care available to me.
Bad: It was Everybody, Come On Down! day at the UW Med Ctr ER. As in, took me four and a half hours start to finish to get processed and out.
Good: Everyone I dealt with was friendly, capable, and helpful.
REALLY Good: It's not broken (or they think not at this point), just a really bad sprain.
Bad: Apparently, though, the scaphoid bone can be a subtle and tricksy creature, not revealing its fractures upon initial x-ray, so they put a huge plaster quasi-cast on the hand/arm which must stay in place for ten days, and which, by dint of immobilizing my thumb (MY BELOVED OPPOSABLE THUMB *sobs*) renders all activities of daily living infinitely more difficult.
In conclusion: PITA, major hassle, but could be (and has been) a lot worse. Now setting off to locate a big plastic bag so I can bag the cast and get a shower. (*sigh*)