A to Z Challenge – The L Word

Day 12

April 14, 2016

The Likely Unlikely Letter – L

THE L WORD

Interestingly, I was going to use another word for today. But since I went ahead and called this the ‘likely unlikely letter’ it seems that the Universe knew I was going to end up in a completely different direction.

It was just a regular day; one appointment to keep, and then we were going to head down to Home Depot, pick up some needed items, and eat out at Perkins, since they were all in the same part of town.

Simple, right?

Not so much. The appointment went smoothly, enough – what meeting with an insurance agent ever really goes smoothly? Still, it was just a catch up meeting. Heading out the door, I suddenly found myself falling, and nothing I could do to stop it. Down, down I went, and I could feel several things immediately. My ankle was a world of pain. My knees were burning, as was my arm. Calamity Jane would fit right in that moment. But between the agent and Mr. Quanum, we got me back on my feet, and I managed to hobble to the car door, and get in.

I had no idea whether the ankle was simply sprained, or possibly fractured. I say this because when we were living in Dallas, directly after car accident, I knew my hand hurt, though I was thinking it was a dislocation. It seemed like it. This was perhaps on the same level of pain. No kidney stone level pain, but annoying enough to demand my attention rather constantly. After 8 hours in the ER, the x-rays showed a spiral fracture of my hand. Oddly, I was rather thinking that was cool. I’d only broken my nose before that day.

BACK TO THE FUTURE

We drove home from the insurance agent, instead of continuing our day of errands. I could feel it was very difficult to walk. Every step became more difficult. When we got up the stairs (what a long strange trip that was), and I managed to get my boots off, I could see the swelling was significant. My first thought was to try to find out if anything was broken, so I called the medical group, and explained to the operator that I thought I needed to go to urgent care. He was non-commital, and that caused me to end up calling my doctor, where I knew I’d get a machine anyway. I left a message, and called the first number back and asked directly for urgent care. After explaining again what was going on, she connected me (they weren’t going to… what’s up with that?), and the nurse there said to come over. And I managed to get back down the stairs, and I drove us over to the group’s urgent care building.

In we went, and they said it would be just a bit and we’d be seen. There was practically nobody in the waiting room, which was good. Off to x-ray after seeing the nurse, and we had to wait around for those results. Turns out, it was a sprain, and they sent us home with instructions to apply a cold pack every four hours and to keep it elevated. It should begin to heal in days, weeks, (what comes after that, asked Mason) months. Who knows.

So, now I’m LIMPING, which seems to be the least likely thing I’d end up doing today. Just goes to show you. Expect the unexpected.

This is my L Word.

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http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/L

 

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12 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Walking My Path: Mindful Wanderings in Nature
    Apr 14, 2016 @ 21:05:01

    Oh, so sorry Fim!!! Sprains hurt like the dickens or more like an H word. They hurt as much as breaks. My dog unintentionally took me down a couple of years ago. I tore every ligament in my foot and ankle. My foot looked like a black and blue surgical glove blown up. Ice and elevation are the best! I hope your pain is tolerable. Ibuprofin to bring down inflammation? {{{Fim}}}

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    • Fimnora Westcaw
      Apr 15, 2016 @ 14:18:31

      Yes, they do hurt like the dickens, Mary. But I knew that since I managed to sprain the same ankle back in 1995 or ’96, and got crutches and everything.

      I think this time I’ve been a better patient, and stayed off my feet, and put ice on it, and only had to take one Tylenol, yesterday. The night was more comfortable than I expected. And it was less achy breaky in the morning than I thought it would be. I used a cane last night, and this morning, but it’s really feeling less and less painful. I’ve continued to stay off my feet for the most part. Mr. Quantum is getting a real sense of what its like to run this house, though he’s not complaining, much.

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  2. pjlazos
    Apr 14, 2016 @ 21:07:07

    Hope you’re on the mend quickly!

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    • Fimnora Westcaw
      Apr 15, 2016 @ 14:20:34

      Thank you! I’m being good about staying off my feet, and letting it heal. Hopefully by Monday, I might even be able to go do shopping – possibly tool around in those little electric shopping carts.

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  3. calensariel
    Apr 14, 2016 @ 21:18:20

    Good heavens, girlfriend. Well, I can keep you off your feet for four hours tomorrow! πŸ™‚ Hope the swelling goes down soon. Sprains actually hurt worse than breaks, imo.

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  4. badfish
    Apr 14, 2016 @ 23:45:48

    Well, finally you got around to the L word…I was wondering what the freak it was, or that you forgot it was an L day. Or something. I hate getting hurt. I hate seeing other people hurt. I “expect” not to get hurt. I trust the universe knows I cannot handle pain very well. Because you know the universe does not give you more than you can handle. I’m a wuss. You are obviously a stronger person than me!

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    • Fimnora Westcaw
      Apr 15, 2016 @ 14:27:22

      LOL but it’s not The L Word, from the show of the same name. Still, it was fun using the title as a teaser.
      I don’t like getting hurt, but I find I do better being the one in my family to take those hits from life than Q would. He’s taking it harder than I am – which is how it was back in Dallas.
      I figure if I could survive a kidney stone, this might be a walk in the park. And it is.

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      • badfish
        Apr 19, 2016 @ 05:41:32

        you’re just a big tease! I survived a kidney stone…I think I just passed it, but it hurt before that! Did you just have one,,,is that the “treatment” you spoke of?

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        • Fimnora Westcaw
          Apr 19, 2016 @ 22:52:03

          Oh, how spooky is that! Kidney Stone pals! I passed mine too, and that was back in Dallas.
          No, the treatment was for a terminal condition. And at the moment, I’ve passed with flying colors. I have to have final labs in 3 months to make sure that I really am clear. There could be some deleterious remains of the day on it. Time will tell.

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          • badfish
            Apr 19, 2016 @ 23:37:14

            check this out…I wrote a piece for this blog a while back. Now he’s doing a year-long thing. You might want to submit something to it? His readers are very spiritual. He lives in an ashram.
            Time always tells!
            I see futures…

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            • Fimnora Westcaw
              Apr 20, 2016 @ 17:32:47

              You wrote a blog a while back. got it. Now ‘he’s’ (you? or did you write for someone else’s blog?)… Is that you doing the year-long thing, or someone else, whose blog you wrote for. Yes, readers are very spiritual- it must be your blog, and the ashram, could be what you call your apartment, since living with a crab has got to be the most spiritual of communing with the Brother and Sister Beings one could do.
              Yes, time does tell, but does time tell the truth or lies. A clock/watch will tell the truth two times a day, even when broken.
              I’m glad to hear you see futures. Are you using tea leaves?

              So, what’s the blog address anyway.

              Don’t you love it when someone is contrary?

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