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Miss Power’s ‘Ouch’ story PART 2

Miss Power’s ‘Ouch’ story PART 2. I grabbed a glass of water and suddenly the room started to go fuzzy. I quickly sat on the floor – no point in falling twice in one day. My foot wasn’t hurting but I felt really, really unwell.

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Miss Power’s ‘Ouch’ story PART 2

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  1. Miss Power’s ‘Ouch’ story PART 2

  2. I grabbed a glass of water and suddenly the room started to go fuzzy. I quickly sat on the floor – no point in falling twice in one day. My foot wasn’t hurting but I felt really, really unwell. After a few minutes I grabbed my phone and rang my brother. Thank goodness he was home, but not as helpful as I would have liked. He’s a nurse after all surely he should be able to tell me what was wrong but his advice was to go to the local hospital. “Ok, ok. I’ll ring for an ambulance”, I grumbled at him. To be honest I felt a bit silly ring for an ambulance when I felt fine. Ok, I was fine while I stayed on the floor, so maybe everything wasn’t quite so ok. The lady who answered my 000 call was lovely. She asked me to unlock the front the door and wait for the ambulance. Unlock the front door! How was I supposed to get to the front door?

  3. After a 30 minute wait the ambulance arrived. One of the ambulance men was new on the job but he kept conferring with his partner so I felt safe. They helped me outside and into the ambulance – yes, they did strap me into a bed and carry me there. How embarrassing! I just hope none of the neighbours saw it. I’m not going to describe how I got to the door, suffice to say that it wasn’t very graceful and I’m glad no one saw me! Ambulance – not mine but a similar one. The trip to the hospital was short but bumpy and by the time I got there I was feeling a little worse but still smiling. The ambulance men left me in the emergency department, where yet again I waited. Inside a similar ambulance.

  4. There was two other people waiting for treatment. I man with a cut on his cheek – apparently his face had been covered in blood but he had been cleaned up when I saw him and was pretty cheerful. He got seen before me and left after about an hour. The other man had torn a muscle in his leg while umpiring a footy game. He also got seen before me and got given crutches before being sent home. Then I was finally seen by a doctor who sent me to get an x-ray. I was a bit disappointed that I didn’t get to see the x-ray but they told me I broke my 5th metatarsal. After another wait, (I got pretty good at waiting!) I was taken to the ‘plaster room’. It was kind of fun going around the hospital since I got wheeled around in a wheel chair. Much easier than using crutches! A similar x-ray to mine – I think.

  5. In the plaster room the doctor made me lie on my stomach with my leg bent and stuck up in the air. He measured from the end of my foot up to my knee and then measured out the dry ‘plaster’. It looked just like a normal bandage with flour all over it. Next he filled a bucket with water and dipped the dry plaster into it. Then he covered my leg in cotton wool and set to work with the plaster. He finished by wrapping it all in a real, normal bandage. Again I had to wait, while the plaster set. It didn’t take long to harden and then I was sent to wait for the physiotherapist who had to teach me how to use my crutches. I didn’t think it would be that hard but I was grateful when he taught me how to navigate stairs. Going up stairs was ok but coming down was, quite frankly, scary! (It still is.) My foot.

  6. When I had proven that I could use my crutches I was sent home. That meant that I had to call a taxi and soon I was back in my lounge room, wondering how on earth I’d got myself into this mess. It has been almost a week since I got home and things are starting to get easier. One of the most important things I have learnt is don’t leave the phone in the other room. People tend to hang up if it takes too long to get to the phone and it takes time! Casey Hospital’s emergency department. My temporary, replacement leg (also known as crutches). Me with my foot up, watching TV.

  7. Have any questions?Part 3 will include any questions you put on the blog by Saturday with their answers. You might like to think about how I have a shower or bath, how I get my dinner from the bench to the table, how I take a cup of hot milo to the lounge chair to enjoy in front of the TV and how I take the garbage out to the trash can (or is it piling up in my kitchen?). These are some problems I’ve solved this week!

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