Six Word Saturday:
I’ve never broken a bone before, I guess there is a first time for everything. It was two weeks ago today that I slipped and fell on concrete with my hand outstretched behind me to break my fall. I was probably in shock but I didn’t feel much pain at the time so continued about my day. Later that night while having dinner on the couch with my love the pain grew and grew. I was convinced though that it could only be a bad sprain and that I’d sleep it off. However, it was just as painful the next day so we went to the emergency room. They did an X-ray and couldn’t find anything wrong but bandaged me up anyway to help with the pain. I visited my Doctor a couple of days later who said that if the pain had decreased I could remove the splint and that it can take up to two weeks for a fracture to be visible on an X-ray, he then sent me for another one anyway. Although the second X-ray was also normal, when I returned to the hospital for a follow up appointment they were concerned about the amount of pain I still had so insisted on putting me back into a cast and arranged for an MRI, which I had on Thursday and confirmed that I have in fact fractured my radius bone. At this stage I don’t yet know how long I have to wear the cast for but I’m glad I got to choose a cool colour. I’m particularly grateful for our medicare system which means that with all of these appointments and scans I have not been financially ruined by my accident, so far it has only cost me $15 for the upgrade from a plaster cast to a a lighter (and brighter) synthetic cast.
Happy Saturday everyone!