So I woke up ...
So I woke up ... And it all went downhill from there. 4:30pm last Friday afternoon and I had an hour to get ready for a 12 hour night shift.
First order of business was to shower so I took my shirt off and bang! The fan hit my hand as I'd reached just a little too high. I swore profanities at the fan and carried on. Apparently the bang and swearing was so loud that it was audible from quite far away.
After a night with some intense agony while working I went to the hospital and low and behold - despite my bosses assurance to the contrary - my hand was broken quite convincingly.
It ended up too busy on the Saturday to do anymore so I got sent home and returned on the Sunday where under some local the bone was "set ". By set I mean that they got the biggest doctor in the hospital to pull on my pinky as hard as he could while another doctor held me down.
Apparently he did a great job so after some painkillers (3 varieties until I stopped complaining), a cast, a sling, a prescription for the good stuff and an appointment I was on my way.
Back at the hospital today and I was rapidly bounced around between 3 specialists, X-ray lady and the warden who cut off my cast and put a new one on at the end and the conclusion is that I'll have to go into surgery tomorrow.
I've never been under general anaesthetic so I'm slightly apprehensive and it annoys me that something so minor has snowballed into such a serious issue. I'm traveling 140km tomorrow from my home of Airlie Beach to Mackay hospital for an afternoon surgery.
Wish me luck and at least it should mean plenty of time to play IWDee even if only left handed ...
First order of business was to shower so I took my shirt off and bang! The fan hit my hand as I'd reached just a little too high. I swore profanities at the fan and carried on. Apparently the bang and swearing was so loud that it was audible from quite far away.
After a night with some intense agony while working I went to the hospital and low and behold - despite my bosses assurance to the contrary - my hand was broken quite convincingly.
It ended up too busy on the Saturday to do anymore so I got sent home and returned on the Sunday where under some local the bone was "set ". By set I mean that they got the biggest doctor in the hospital to pull on my pinky as hard as he could while another doctor held me down.
Apparently he did a great job so after some painkillers (3 varieties until I stopped complaining), a cast, a sling, a prescription for the good stuff and an appointment I was on my way.
Back at the hospital today and I was rapidly bounced around between 3 specialists, X-ray lady and the warden who cut off my cast and put a new one on at the end and the conclusion is that I'll have to go into surgery tomorrow.
I've never been under general anaesthetic so I'm slightly apprehensive and it annoys me that something so minor has snowballed into such a serious issue. I'm traveling 140km tomorrow from my home of Airlie Beach to Mackay hospital for an afternoon surgery.
Wish me luck and at least it should mean plenty of time to play IWDee even if only left handed ...
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