VHunter
Well-Known Member
Yup. I fell.
All the teasing and ribbing I give my husband. He's a one-man-destruction band, always stepping on the pets, tripping, falling, knocking pictures off walls... etc. A REAL bull in a china shop.
On average, he 'falls' at LEAST once a month. On stairs, over a toy, or pet.. whatever.
One week, he fell down two different flights of stairs, and on one trip, cracked two ribs on one side. The next trip, cracked two ribs on the other. :lol: :lol: :lol:
Yeah, ok.
Soooo Saturday was 'OUR" xmas eve. Hubby was working xmas day, so for the kids, we made the 24th xmas, and the 23rd, xmas-eve.
So that night, there I was, up and down and up and down the stairs. Taking pressies from our bedroom and pc-room down the stairs to put them under the tree in the living room on the main floor.
My last trip down the stairs (literally) I was bringing the tripod for the vid cam to set it up for the next morning.
The 2nd or 3rd to last step dissappeared.
We have no railing no the outside of that flight of stairs. Down and over I went into the living room, crash bang boom, YELL. My right leg went out under me.
I lay there hollering, wondering why the kids never heard it and came running - thus ruining the 'santa' surprises under the tree. THANKFULLY they didn't.
Hubby came running and there I was, couldn't get up.
My ankle was KILLING me.
He hawled me off into the kitchen, went to get my neighbor. (this was at 10:30 at night) She's a nurse. She came trotting with crutches, bent my foot evey which way. by this time, I'm lying on the floor, crying and laughing at the same time from the pain (yeah, I'm strange that way). Frustrated by my stupidity, and how it will affect xmas. Anyway, she suspected just a sprain as it could hold my weight, just couldn't bend it.
HUUUUUUUUUUUUGE bump on the outside of my ankle:cry: :cry:
I popped some codeine, grabbed some ice (which with Raynauds and my intolerance for anything cold was PURE HELL and hurt more than my ankle already did). Next popped some gravol cause the pain made me nauseaous and I wanted to sleep through the worst of it.
The next day was complicated, but between my mother-in-law, hubby & father-in-law all insisting I go to the hospital...and THEN scaring me by saying "sprains hurt worse than breaks, and if it mends improperly, it will have to be re-broken"
See, it doesn't really hurt that much, only if I try to walk? If I keep it square, it doesn't bother me. Perfectly straight? Can support my weight no problem, it's the bending that hurts.
Soooo all this talk of breaks not hurting and re-breaking scared the bejesus outta me. So, on xmas eve, off I went to the hosp.
BUT the nurse and I were right, it's not broken. It's a sprain of the 'ligament'.
So, here I am with a brace for the ankle, and a cane
Merry xmas
PS: I can't get my boots on, and it started snowing today. Guess I'm housebound
UGH
:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
All the teasing and ribbing I give my husband. He's a one-man-destruction band, always stepping on the pets, tripping, falling, knocking pictures off walls... etc. A REAL bull in a china shop.
On average, he 'falls' at LEAST once a month. On stairs, over a toy, or pet.. whatever.
One week, he fell down two different flights of stairs, and on one trip, cracked two ribs on one side. The next trip, cracked two ribs on the other. :lol: :lol: :lol:
Yeah, ok.
Soooo Saturday was 'OUR" xmas eve. Hubby was working xmas day, so for the kids, we made the 24th xmas, and the 23rd, xmas-eve.
So that night, there I was, up and down and up and down the stairs. Taking pressies from our bedroom and pc-room down the stairs to put them under the tree in the living room on the main floor.
My last trip down the stairs (literally) I was bringing the tripod for the vid cam to set it up for the next morning.
The 2nd or 3rd to last step dissappeared.
We have no railing no the outside of that flight of stairs. Down and over I went into the living room, crash bang boom, YELL. My right leg went out under me.
I lay there hollering, wondering why the kids never heard it and came running - thus ruining the 'santa' surprises under the tree. THANKFULLY they didn't.
Hubby came running and there I was, couldn't get up.
My ankle was KILLING me.
He hawled me off into the kitchen, went to get my neighbor. (this was at 10:30 at night) She's a nurse. She came trotting with crutches, bent my foot evey which way. by this time, I'm lying on the floor, crying and laughing at the same time from the pain (yeah, I'm strange that way). Frustrated by my stupidity, and how it will affect xmas. Anyway, she suspected just a sprain as it could hold my weight, just couldn't bend it.
HUUUUUUUUUUUUGE bump on the outside of my ankle:cry: :cry:
I popped some codeine, grabbed some ice (which with Raynauds and my intolerance for anything cold was PURE HELL and hurt more than my ankle already did). Next popped some gravol cause the pain made me nauseaous and I wanted to sleep through the worst of it.
The next day was complicated, but between my mother-in-law, hubby & father-in-law all insisting I go to the hospital...and THEN scaring me by saying "sprains hurt worse than breaks, and if it mends improperly, it will have to be re-broken"
See, it doesn't really hurt that much, only if I try to walk? If I keep it square, it doesn't bother me. Perfectly straight? Can support my weight no problem, it's the bending that hurts.
Soooo all this talk of breaks not hurting and re-breaking scared the bejesus outta me. So, on xmas eve, off I went to the hosp.
BUT the nurse and I were right, it's not broken. It's a sprain of the 'ligament'.
So, here I am with a brace for the ankle, and a cane
Merry xmas
PS: I can't get my boots on, and it started snowing today. Guess I'm housebound
UGH
:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: