Wednesday, October 10, 2007

I did it again!

I was at a ladies get together at my church on Monday night. We had to wear mask and the person with the best mask won a prize. I decided to fight my fears and don a cat. Ha!

My older sister and I

I was throwing away some trash and the ladies were getting ready to play some games. I somehow missed a step and crashed... really crashed.

Back in April, this same thing happened while I was stepping off a curb, (see post here). I was with my sister-in-law and it was after midnight. Now, before I go on, my sister-in-law is very helpful and wonderful and sweet, she just wasn't that night, I still love you Sony. We were parked on the street and I stepped down to help her with some bags and landed on the side of my ankle. The pain was excruciating. I didn't know what to do but scream. It turned into hysterics because my sister-in-law begin to laugh and say "your fine" and of course I knew I wasn't. It felt like my ankle ripped off. I smacked her in the face thinking maybe she needed to snap out of it. Needless to say, she wasn't to happy. I then begin to scream "Jesus, Help Me", thinking maybe He would come down and offer His help since my sister-in-law wasn't offering much.

She dialed for help and left a message hoping someone would hear it, "help us, Deborah needs help!!"... too bad it was someones cell phone voicemail! I ignored her and grabbed my phone and begin dialing for help. Finally someone came out and they carried me in. That had to be one of the worst nights. The pain was so bad, the noises coming from my ankle and the feeling of wanting to pass out and vomit at the same time.

Well... I did it again on Monday night. Except this time, there was a room full of women and my sister-in-law was helpful. All I could do was try to breathe and not pass out. I felt my stomach begin to heave and knew that this could get ugly. Once I caught a breath I begin to say "Jesus, Jesus" and telling people to stop touching me. For me, when someone touches me and not me them, it hurts more. I had my head in my pastor's wife's lap for a few minutes and finally got myself up into a chair.

That wasn't the end. I begin to shake and my teeth begin to chatter. I was a mess. My ankle and leg blew up and begin to darken. Someone gave me a Vicodin and within minutes I was laughing and carrying on. LOL!

I had to hobble on crutches and my walking cast from my previous accident.

I refused every ones offer to call a paramedic and go to the hospital. There was no way I was paying those Hospital bills again.

The next morning I tried to get out of bed and my ankle wouldn't work. I went in for x-rays and was told that it looked broken. Once the films came back they showed no fracture. It was a bad rip. just like before.

Now, you might think I am over exaggerating with this pain talk, but the hospital told me that the pain from a ripped ligament and tendon is worse then a break.

I am upset that I am back in a walking cast and crutches after being off them for a couple of months. I do not like depending on people and this injury makes me ask for so many things.

Anyway, I will live.

Lesson learned: Always look before stepping down. Or... Remove ankles from body to avoid future accidents.

Picture of my sad swollen ankle/foot/leg.


Becky said...

Oh, Deb...I feel so bad for you! That looks so swollen and miserable. I've heard that same thing...that it hurts way worse than actually breaking it. I'm sorry.

My sister got bit by a spider a while back, she thinks it was a black widow, while doing yard work, and her ankle swelled up like that. She referred to it as having injured her "Cankle", because she couldn't tell where her calf ended and her ankle began, lol.

I'm no doctor, but I prescribe either some Godiva Chocolate Cheesecake, or Dove Milk Chocolate with almonds for the discomfort. ;o)

Daisy said...

Bless your heart! I guess I should say, bless your ankle! Ouch!

I've been there. Done that. Hope that it feels better SOON.

The Daily "B" said...

Becky - Cankle is the right word! LOL! ouch, spider bites, bad ones, are painful.

I'm going to have to get my hands on some of this Godiva Cheesecake!

Daisy - Thank you! I am looking forward to walking normally!

Barb said...

What a cute ankle! Stephen Colbert had his wrist cast autographed by several well-known people, then auctioned it off for military families. (I think they got, like $17,000. For a used cast.) Call Michael Buble! Tell him you need him to sign your ankle for charity!