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(OT) Me fall down, go boom
Yesterday, I had to have my tax person, Barbara, do my taxes, as I do
every year. It's never fun, and it was worse this year because I had to tell her it would be ahwile before I could pay her. Luckily, she's an old friend and understanding, so it will be okay, and she *will* get paid. So I leave there, granny cart in tow, expecting to go pick up some meds for me needles for Cosmo, and groceries. I never make it out of the lot. There is a culvert there. I am very aware it is there. It is in my mind to be careful, but for some reason, I am looking for where the bus stop is and not thinking and BOOM! I go down, hard. I can't move. I have fallen and I can't get up. And I feel like some stupid helpless old lady. I have done something to my left knee, and twisted my right ankle, and I'm in the cold in a wet culvert, with no one around on the busiest street in town. I start screaming. Luckily, a kind passerby, Angie, stops to help me up and call for an ambulance on her cell phone (much as I hate those things, there are times when they are a *good* thing). My left knee looks like raw meat. I am dizzy, maybe in shock a little. The EMTs are nice fellows, and take a look at everything. They don't think the ankle is broken, and don't think the knee needs stitches. That's a relief, although I am in pain and can hardly walk. They get me to the back of the ambulance to get warm and tell me they can take me to the hospital or will take me home if I don't feel I need to go to the hospital. Well, if nothing's broken and I don't need stitches, I'd just as soon go home! So they kindly drive me home, while I talk to the one ENT about his family of two Black Labs and one cat, and my family of eight cats. He tells me to do the ice and elevation thing on my ankle, and clean the wound on my knee with hydrogen peroxide and then use antibiotic ointment, and take some Advil or something like that. They help me up the stairs, and I do all the things he told me, and lay down on the couch and cried for awhile. Whatever I did to the Powers That Be, I take it back! Ginger-lyn hurtin', swellin' and achin' Home Pages: http://www.spiritrealm.com/summer/ http://www.angelfire.com/folk/glsummer (homepage & cats) http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb....mmer/index.htm (genealogy) http://www.i-love-cats.com/meow/glsummer/ (The Violence Against Animals in Movies Website) |
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I'm so sorry this happened to you. Taxes and tight finances are quite
enough without this. And just to make sure you don't forget the drill, it's RICE Rest Ice Compression Elevation Jo wrote in message ... Yesterday, I had to have my tax person, Barbara, do my taxes, as I do every year. It's never fun, and it was worse this year because I had to tell her it would be ahwile before I could pay her. Luckily, she's an old friend and understanding, so it will be okay, and she *will* get paid. So I leave there, granny cart in tow, expecting to go pick up some meds for me needles for Cosmo, and groceries. I never make it out of the lot. There is a culvert there. I am very aware it is there. It is in my mind to be careful, but for some reason, I am looking for where the bus stop is and not thinking and BOOM! I go down, hard. I can't move. I have fallen and I can't get up. And I feel like some stupid helpless old lady. I have done something to my left knee, and twisted my right ankle, and I'm in the cold in a wet culvert, with no one around on the busiest street in town. I start screaming. Luckily, a kind passerby, Angie, stops to help me up and call for an ambulance on her cell phone (much as I hate those things, there are times when they are a *good* thing). My left knee looks like raw meat. I am dizzy, maybe in shock a little. The EMTs are nice fellows, and take a look at everything. They don't think the ankle is broken, and don't think the knee needs stitches. That's a relief, although I am in pain and can hardly walk. They get me to the back of the ambulance to get warm and tell me they can take me to the hospital or will take me home if I don't feel I need to go to the hospital. Well, if nothing's broken and I don't need stitches, I'd just as soon go home! So they kindly drive me home, while I talk to the one ENT about his family of two Black Labs and one cat, and my family of eight cats. He tells me to do the ice and elevation thing on my ankle, and clean the wound on my knee with hydrogen peroxide and then use antibiotic ointment, and take some Advil or something like that. They help me up the stairs, and I do all the things he told me, and lay down on the couch and cried for awhile. Whatever I did to the Powers That Be, I take it back! Ginger-lyn hurtin', swellin' and achin' Home Pages: http://www.spiritrealm.com/summer/ http://www.angelfire.com/folk/glsummer (homepage & cats) http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb....mmer/index.htm (genealogy) http://www.i-love-cats.com/meow/glsummer/ (The Violence Against Animals in Movies Website) |
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Oh my Purrs for a quick recovery!!! 2005 is really turning into a rotten
year. wrote in message ... Yesterday, I had to have my tax person, Barbara, do my taxes, as I do every year. It's never fun, and it was worse this year because I had to tell her it would be ahwile before I could pay her. Luckily, she's an old friend and understanding, so it will be okay, and she *will* get paid. So I leave there, granny cart in tow, expecting to go pick up some meds for me needles for Cosmo, and groceries. I never make it out of the lot. There is a culvert there. I am very aware it is there. It is in my mind to be careful, but for some reason, I am looking for where the bus stop is and not thinking and BOOM! I go down, hard. I can't move. I have fallen and I can't get up. And I feel like some stupid helpless old lady. I have done something to my left knee, and twisted my right ankle, and I'm in the cold in a wet culvert, with no one around on the busiest street in town. I start screaming. Luckily, a kind passerby, Angie, stops to help me up and call for an ambulance on her cell phone (much as I hate those things, there are times when they are a *good* thing). My left knee looks like raw meat. I am dizzy, maybe in shock a little. The EMTs are nice fellows, and take a look at everything. They don't think the ankle is broken, and don't think the knee needs stitches. That's a relief, although I am in pain and can hardly walk. They get me to the back of the ambulance to get warm and tell me they can take me to the hospital or will take me home if I don't feel I need to go to the hospital. Well, if nothing's broken and I don't need stitches, I'd just as soon go home! So they kindly drive me home, while I talk to the one ENT about his family of two Black Labs and one cat, and my family of eight cats. He tells me to do the ice and elevation thing on my ankle, and clean the wound on my knee with hydrogen peroxide and then use antibiotic ointment, and take some Advil or something like that. They help me up the stairs, and I do all the things he told me, and lay down on the couch and cried for awhile. Whatever I did to the Powers That Be, I take it back! Ginger-lyn hurtin', swellin' and achin' Home Pages: http://www.spiritrealm.com/summer/ http://www.angelfire.com/folk/glsummer (homepage & cats) http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb....mmer/index.htm (genealogy) http://www.i-love-cats.com/meow/glsummer/ (The Violence Against Animals in Movies Website) |
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Yesterday, I had to have my tax person, Barbara, do my taxes, as I do every year. It's never fun, and it was worse this year because I had to tell her it would be ahwile before I could pay her. Luckily, she's an old friend and understanding, so it will be okay, and she *will* get paid. So I leave there, granny cart in tow, expecting to go pick up some meds for me needles for Cosmo, and groceries. I never make it out of the lot. There is a culvert there. I am very aware it is there. It is in my mind to be careful, but for some reason, I am looking for where the bus stop is and not thinking and BOOM! I go down, hard. I can't move. I have fallen and I can't get up. And I feel like some stupid helpless old lady. I have done something to my left knee, and twisted my right ankle, and I'm in the cold in a wet culvert, with no one around on the busiest street in town. I start screaming. Luckily, a kind passerby, Angie, stops to help me up and call for an ambulance on her cell phone (much as I hate those things, there are times when they are a *good* thing). My left knee looks like raw meat. I am dizzy, maybe in shock a little. The EMTs are nice fellows, and take a look at everything. They don't think the ankle is broken, and don't think the knee needs stitches. That's a relief, although I am in pain and can hardly walk. They get me to the back of the ambulance to get warm and tell me they can take me to the hospital or will take me home if I don't feel I need to go to the hospital. Well, if nothing's broken and I don't need stitches, I'd just as soon go home! So they kindly drive me home, while I talk to the one ENT about his family of two Black Labs and one cat, and my family of eight cats. He tells me to do the ice and elevation thing on my ankle, and clean the wound on my knee with hydrogen peroxide and then use antibiotic ointment, and take some Advil or something like that. They help me up the stairs, and I do all the things he told me, and lay down on the couch and cried for awhile. Whatever I did to the Powers That Be, I take it back! Ginger-lyn hurtin', swellin' and achin' Home Pages: http://www.spiritrealm.com/summer/ http://www.angelfire.com/folk/glsummer (homepage & cats) http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb....mmer/index.htm (genealogy) http://www.i-love-cats.com/meow/glsummer/ (The Violence Against Animals in Movies Website) I hope you feel better really soon. I still have my cast on my right hand and arm. I fell 2 weeks ago and fractured my hand and wrist. I find out on Thursday if I need surgery to repair it. So I sympathize with you. We can be in misery together. But purrs coming your way from Psycho and Missy. Bob |
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OUCH! Prayers and purrs that you recover quickly! I know only too well what
it's like to hurt an ankle OR a knee. So my advice is to do the "RICE" (Rest, Ice, Compression, Elevation) think for your knee AND your ankle. That probably means you'll need two ace bandages, unless you've got a brace or something else handy for the knee or the ankle. Anti-inflammatories are your friends, too. As per an emergency room doc (did I mention I know how it is to injure a knee or an ankle?) some years ago, Tylenol helps with pain but not inflammation. For inflammation, swelling, etc, you want to take aspirin or one of the other NSAID meds. HOWEVER... keep track of how you're feeling. And if you don't feel like you're improving fast enough, or if the discomfort is just too much to deal with or it's too hard to get around, go to the ER or your regular doctor anyway. Maybe you DO need to make sure nothing's broken, or maybe you would do well to be using crutches, a brace, or a cane for a while. I can empathize with the "I'd rather see if I can get through this myself, first, instead of going to the emergency room". I've done it. (And I wound up going to the ER the next day, when the swelling and pain were WORSE instead of better even after doing the RICE thing overnight.) Use the criteria, "If my cat was in this kind of shape, would I be on my way to the vet with the kitty right now?" And then treat yourself the same way. ;o) Take care. Feel better. Donna, Captain, and Stanley |
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On Tue, 29 Mar 2005 19:12:11 GMT, yodeled:
Yesterday, I had to have my tax person, Barbara, do my taxes, as I do every year. It's never fun, and it was worse this year because I had to tell her it would be ahwile before I could pay her. Luckily, she's an old friend and understanding, so it will be okay, and she *will* get paid. So I leave there, granny cart in tow, expecting to go pick up some meds for me needles for Cosmo, and groceries. I never make it out of the lot. There is a culvert there. I am very aware it is there. It is in my mind to be careful, but for some reason, I am looking for where the bus stop is and not thinking and BOOM! I go down, hard. I can't move. I have fallen and I can't get up. And I feel like some stupid helpless old lady. I have done something to my left knee, and twisted my right ankle, and I'm in the cold in a wet culvert, with no one around on the busiest street in town. I start screaming. Luckily, a kind passerby, Angie, stops to help me up and call for an ambulance on her cell phone (much as I hate those things, there are times when they are a *good* thing). My left knee looks like raw meat. I am dizzy, maybe in shock a little. The EMTs are nice fellows, and take a look at everything. They don't think the ankle is broken, and don't think the knee needs stitches. That's a relief, although I am in pain and can hardly walk. They get me to the back of the ambulance to get warm and tell me they can take me to the hospital or will take me home if I don't feel I need to go to the hospital. Well, if nothing's broken and I don't need stitches, I'd just as soon go home! So they kindly drive me home, while I talk to the one ENT about his family of two Black Labs and one cat, and my family of eight cats. He tells me to do the ice and elevation thing on my ankle, and clean the wound on my knee with hydrogen peroxide and then use antibiotic ointment, and take some Advil or something like that. They help me up the stairs, and I do all the things he told me, and lay down on the couch and cried for awhile. Whatever I did to the Powers That Be, I take it back! Ginger-lyn hurtin', swellin' and achin' Oh poor dear Ginger. That's one of those things about being grown up. When you're little, you fall all the time, and bounce right back up and get on your way. When you're grown up, you feel so much more vulnerable and brittle, and falling is so traumatic and embarassing. We're purring for your aches. Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com |
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Ohmygawd, Ginger-lyn. Purrs coming your way that you get better quick and
that your luck will turn around soon. Hugs, CatNipped wrote in message ... Yesterday, I had to have my tax person, Barbara, do my taxes, as I do every year. It's never fun, and it was worse this year because I had to tell her it would be ahwile before I could pay her. Luckily, she's an old friend and understanding, so it will be okay, and she *will* get paid. So I leave there, granny cart in tow, expecting to go pick up some meds for me needles for Cosmo, and groceries. I never make it out of the lot. There is a culvert there. I am very aware it is there. It is in my mind to be careful, but for some reason, I am looking for where the bus stop is and not thinking and BOOM! I go down, hard. I can't move. I have fallen and I can't get up. And I feel like some stupid helpless old lady. I have done something to my left knee, and twisted my right ankle, and I'm in the cold in a wet culvert, with no one around on the busiest street in town. I start screaming. Luckily, a kind passerby, Angie, stops to help me up and call for an ambulance on her cell phone (much as I hate those things, there are times when they are a *good* thing). My left knee looks like raw meat. I am dizzy, maybe in shock a little. The EMTs are nice fellows, and take a look at everything. They don't think the ankle is broken, and don't think the knee needs stitches. That's a relief, although I am in pain and can hardly walk. They get me to the back of the ambulance to get warm and tell me they can take me to the hospital or will take me home if I don't feel I need to go to the hospital. Well, if nothing's broken and I don't need stitches, I'd just as soon go home! So they kindly drive me home, while I talk to the one ENT about his family of two Black Labs and one cat, and my family of eight cats. He tells me to do the ice and elevation thing on my ankle, and clean the wound on my knee with hydrogen peroxide and then use antibiotic ointment, and take some Advil or something like that. They help me up the stairs, and I do all the things he told me, and lay down on the couch and cried for awhile. Whatever I did to the Powers That Be, I take it back! Ginger-lyn hurtin', swellin' and achin' Home Pages: http://www.spiritrealm.com/summer/ http://www.angelfire.com/folk/glsummer (homepage & cats) http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb....mmer/index.htm (genealogy) http://www.i-love-cats.com/meow/glsummer/ (The Violence Against Animals in Movies Website) |
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Oh, poor you. Ginger-lyn. I've had times like this when everything can go
wrong does. Sometimes it seems like nothing will ever go right again, but eventually it does. Keep that in your mind. I will ask for you to be blessed by what I believe in, (it works even if you don't) so I hope this helps. Tweed wrote in message ... Yesterday, I had to have my tax person, Barbara, do my taxes, as I do every year. It's never fun, and it was worse this year because I had to tell her it would be ahwile before I could pay her. Luckily, she's an old friend and understanding, so it will be okay, and she *will* get paid. So I leave there, granny cart in tow, expecting to go pick up some meds for me needles for Cosmo, and groceries. I never make it out of the lot. There is a culvert there. I am very aware it is there. It is in my mind to be careful, but for some reason, I am looking for where the bus stop is and not thinking and BOOM! I go down, hard. I can't move. I have fallen and I can't get up. And I feel like some stupid helpless old lady. I have done something to my left knee, and twisted my right ankle, and I'm in the cold in a wet culvert, with no one around on the busiest street in town. I start screaming. Luckily, a kind passerby, Angie, stops to help me up and call for an ambulance on her cell phone (much as I hate those things, there are times when they are a *good* thing). My left knee looks like raw meat. I am dizzy, maybe in shock a little. The EMTs are nice fellows, and take a look at everything. They don't think the ankle is broken, and don't think the knee needs stitches. That's a relief, although I am in pain and can hardly walk. They get me to the back of the ambulance to get warm and tell me they can take me to the hospital or will take me home if I don't feel I need to go to the hospital. Well, if nothing's broken and I don't need stitches, I'd just as soon go home! So they kindly drive me home, while I talk to the one ENT about his family of two Black Labs and one cat, and my family of eight cats. He tells me to do the ice and elevation thing on my ankle, and clean the wound on my knee with hydrogen peroxide and then use antibiotic ointment, and take some Advil or something like that. They help me up the stairs, and I do all the things he told me, and lay down on the couch and cried for awhile. Whatever I did to the Powers That Be, I take it back! Ginger-lyn hurtin', swellin' and achin' Home Pages: http://www.spiritrealm.com/summer/ http://www.angelfire.com/folk/glsummer (homepage & cats) http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb....mmer/index.htm (genealogy) http://www.i-love-cats.com/meow/glsummer/ (The Violence Against Animals in Movies Website) |
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