Monday I had an appointment with an Orthopedic Surgeon to look over my arm that has been in a sling for approximately 6-8 weeks. I wish I could pinpoint the exact date but I guess that doesn't matter, it's been a LONG time. The doctor pulled up the image of my recent MRI on the monitor and magnified it. As he turns the monitor for us to see, he says, "Wow, that's clearly broken. What do you think?" We were looking at my humerus broken in half, clear as day. John and I almost screamed, we couldn't believe somebody was actually confirming what we already knew to be true. I knew I heard a POP in the middle of the night, I knew I felt a cold chill the moment it happened, I know my body. Unfortunately, this wonderful doctor has to inform us that they set up this appointment with the wrong type of specialist. WHAT?! Now I have to wait for an Oncology Orthopedic Surgeon to take a look and see what he can do with it. This doctor didn't work on cancer patients. I almost begged him to do it anyway, he was so kind and understanding. However, he did write me a prescription for a clam-shell brace that fits my arm from my elbow to my shoulder and keeps it secure in the meantime. Let's just say...thank GOD! When you read the next paragraph, you'll understand why.
Last night, after wearing the new brace for two days and barely having to take any Morphine because it hasn't been as necessary, I took a BAD fall. I walked to Jordan's bedroom to ask her a question and after turning around and leaving her room, my legs started to buckle and I got VERY dizzy. It was almost like I was a pinball bouncing from wall to wall, I just couldn't catch my balance. It happened so fast that I couldn't react in time to yell for Jordan. I must have smacked my head during one of my attempts to brace myself because my glasses were tweaked and my face was bleeding from my eyebrow area. After bouncing around for what seemed to be forever, I finally (instinctively) braced my fall with both arms! YIKES! I ultimately landed on my rear end in excruciating pain, crying out for Jordan. I swear, if it wasn't for my sweetheart, I don't know what I'd do. She's come to my rescue several times now! Anyway, she called John and after calming her down, he suggested that the neighbor come help me or if I needed to, to call 911. We opted for the neighbor and she was at my knees helping me in less than a minute. We somehow got me into the recliner and although she didn't want to, I promised her that I would be okay and that she could go on home. I talked with John several times within the next half hour and he instructed me to take Morphine for the pain and Ativan for the anxiety that I was experiencing. Next I called Monica & Frank to let them know what was going on. They insisted that since I was home with only Jordan, they were coming over to evaluate whether I should go down to the ER or not. I had already started to calm down a bit by the time they got here and since the large lump on my forehead was protruding out and not concave, they knew that I was on the right track. Their main concern was whether or not I had a concussion. Next, was whether or not I had done more damage to my arm or not. That is yet to be determined. I emailed my doctor today and I'm still waiting for that Oncology Orthopedic Surgeon to look at it. Crazy times, huh?! But like I said, "thank GOD", I had this new brace on. I don't even want to think of what could have or would have happened without it. Again, thank you GOD!
Now for a quote from a new book I received today from our good friends (newlyweds) Tamara & Joe Pantajo...
Never underestimate the power
of your own thinking,
Here's a simple life truth:
you become what you think about.
If you choose to think positive thoughts,
YOU'LL GET POSITIVE RESULTS.
Peace to you all ~ Love, Genie
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OMG, Sweetie: I wish I could take ALL of that pain from you. Your sharing of the trauma that has enveloped you is most courageous. I daily pray for the Lord to take you into His loving hand, and give all of us the strength to continue this fight. Love . Charley
ReplyDeleteI think it happened September 15th.
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