Yesterday I was working from home because my husband had to go to training for work and he wouldn't be around to help our boy get on and off the school bus. This should not be a dangerous venture, but I managed to make it so.
Around lunch time I decided to go to T-Smell and that reminded me that I hadn't started dinner. We were supposed to have roast in the crock pot and I figured that even if I started it at 11, there would be enough time for it to cook. I am a little on the short side, and my husband is a little on the tall side. This means that he puts away a lot of stuff on the top shelf and I can't reach it without standing on something, normally a chair. This was the case with the crock pot. I climbed up on the standard climbing chair and wrestled with the crock pot to get it down. All of a sudden I was laying on the floor. My lower back hurt and my legs hurt and I was sure that I would be stuck there until someone came home to find me. I was screaming and wishing that I had one of those med alert necklaces. It didn't help that my book club is reading a book where an elderly woman fell down and couldn't get up and was left laying on the cold floor for hours. I was sure that would be me. After I calmed down a little, I realized I could at least roll over and crawl around. I was still screaming but managed to crawl towards my phone. It wasn't long before I realized that I could get up. I could walk around, but, my foot still hurt.
It turns out I am a giant crybaby. I was in total panic mode off and on for a while after that. Since I could get around, I figured I didn't need to call 911. After making myself some lunch, I decided to return a call from my mom, and as soon as I heard her voice I started my freaking out again. My poor mom, she didn't even know who was calling her. My mom called and sent my sister over. My Mother in law dropped by for something else and both of them took good care of me.
I picked up my sweet boy from the bus stop and he was cute as he helped me out of the car. He insisted I had to tell daddy.
My sister is a darling, she came and watched the kids as we went to urgent care after the hubby got home from work. Urgent care is probably not a very pleasant place to work. It took all evening, but they looked at it, gave me an xray, and wheeled me out to the car after putting a splint on my foot and telling me to get crutches. The most surprising thing to me was the xray machine. I never got an xray before. I pictured it looking like this:
In reality, it is a table and the xray machine comes down from the ceiling. Who knew? I feel that old timey cartoons had been fooling me for years.
This is mostly a sob story blog. Poor Catherine, she hurt herself. But as I look back at the sobbing mess I was, it becomes kind of funny. I picture myself getting one of the med-alert necklaces and wearing it everywhere even though I am only 36 years old. I also wonder what would have happened if the kids were here. It would have been super bad if I was holding the baby when I fell. So, lesson number 1, don't climb up on stuff while holding the baby. But if I was not holding her, I think it would have gone better. I like to think that I wouldn't have freaked out if the kids were here. I wouldn't have wanted to scare them. Lesson number 2, being a mom makes me a stronger person. Lesson number 3, crutches are not as much fun as they look.
Have you learned any good lessons lately that you want to share? Did you already know what xray machines look like? Am I the only one that was fooled?
Oh wow, that is so scary. But, you told it in a funny way, so I checked "funny". :P
ReplyDeleteI have taken a couple of falls and they are a total shock to your system. Your whole body reacts by screaming "What have you done to me?"
I guess I always knew what an xray machine looked like. Ken has one in his office. So I don't remember ever being surprised by that.
I take it the roast never got into the crockpot.
Hope you heal up real soon. I'll bet you are sore from head to toe for a few days. Lauri
Do be careful and take care of yourself. But things happen - I broke my ankle in three places by just going for the mail (right outside our door - slipped on ice). Needed surgery and in a cast for 6 weeks. Like I said weird stuff happens....Thank goodness for sisters, mothers, mothers-in-law, and husbands. And even weird emergent cares....
ReplyDeleteI think the med-alert bracelets are awesome. I tried to convince my mom to get one--she lives on her own and is known for overdoing it--but she scoffed at the idea. Before she got a new staircase built, she had really rickety stairs leading to her basement. I was certain she was going to fall when she went down there to change furnace filters. She promised me she would call her friend, Linda, before and after going down to the basement (her own version of med-alert). Do you think she really followed through on that promise, or was she just getting me off her back?
ReplyDeleteI fell once at work. I fell from a spinny chair onto the cement-covered-with-tile floor. I was sure I had broken my butt, or whatever is breakable down there. It was just bruised, but it hurt like heck. I don't think you are a crybaby at all.
I especially like Lesson # 2. It's a really good point.
Sorry you got hurt, but loved the post!