It has been awhile since I wrote here on the blog as my life has been super busy. But I've had an accident that has left me with nothing but time on my hands.
Two weeks ago I went to visit an old neighbor who had moved into one of those 55+ places. I had two of my grandsons with me and I told them stay in the car don't fight I'll hurry and then we will go shopping and if your good I'll get you something and maybe we will stop for a second treat at DQ.
So I went up to see her talked with her for about 3 minutes and left. I was gonna get somethings outta her car and put in mine and then leave. Well coming off the elevator as I was heading to the door there is a community room there and I thought I heard one of the ladies call out to me so I turned to look putting my right hand up to open the door. I realized they were just talking extra loudly and not to me and I turned around to WHAM slam smack into the window. I hit that window bounced off and flew backwards and hit the floor and laid there screaming in pain. Now in my head I could hear these ladies saying she hit the window, call 911. And I'm thinking no don't call 911 just help me up off the floor. Plus I was thinking OMG did I just do that? I mean this is something you see on cartoons someone running into a window. Well they didn't help me up (good thing) and when someone finally came into my line of vision I told them go get my grandsons outta my car I wanted my grandsons. Well they didn't want to do that either as they didn't want the boys to see me like that. I finally got a guy to go get them and when Jeremy came in I told him get my cell phone out of my jacket pocket and call grandpa (who was at work) and tell him grandma had an accident. By then the ambulance was there and they were talking with me trying to figure out what I could and could not move. Jeremy in the mean time was having trouble getting grandpa to answer the phone as he was busy at work and kept hanging up on Jeremy. I told him to just keep calling. Then I started to freak because I didn't know the store number to just call the store straight away to tell them about the accident. Grandpa finally answered and Jeremy was trying to tell him what was going on and an EMT finally had to take the phone and tell hubby what was going on and that they had to take me to the hospital. HOSPITAL? no wait just help me up. Well no I couldn't move. I was in some serious pain and at first my legs wouldn't move. So they got me on a sling then on a stretcher and into the ambulance. Off to the hospital I went. With nothing more than my cell phone. No purse no ID no hubby nothing but my cell.
Got to the hospital and after waiting in the hall for 2 hrs they put me into a room in ER. First thing I had to do was ask for a bed pan to go to the bathroom. Then I finally got to see a doctor and they took me off to x-ray. Once x-rays were don't and the doctor came back I learned I broke my back. L4 vertebrae was broke v shaped and I had to be extra careful no to break it all the way through. I was going to be admitted. I was given lots of pain meds and tried to get comfortable for the night. The next day I seen a spine surgeon and he said I had 2 good things going for me. 1 I had feeling in my feet and legs and 2 I could move them. So I didn't need surgery. All I needed to do was wear a brace for 6 weeks. I was in the hospital from Monday to Thursday. I need to walk with a walker. When I first came home I had to had someone help me get up, someone to wipe me after going to the bathroom, and to dress me. Now today I can get up with little help, I still need the arms thing over the toilet. I can dress my self and I can wipe myself. But I still walk with a walker and still take pain meds. I'm on week 2 and really wish I could go back and change stuff. But I can't. I can't drive so hubby has to take little man to school and pick him up which means he goes into work late because he needs to pick up little man first. Speaking of hubby, we learned he had a stroke. In fact several "mini" strokes. We also learned that had they did a brain scan instead of taking blood they would have found it sooner. His BP is high so he is now on 2 different meds for that. and today he went and seen a neurologist and was put on 1 more med. All I can say is its sucks getting older. BUT I pray that hubby will not have any more stokes or anything else because if anything happens to him and I will be so lost.
