Help! Help!, I've fallen and can't get up!
How many times have you seen this commercial on TV and kind of laughed it off?
Last Tuesday Doris and I traveled to Spring Valley WI, to a reviewal of a dear RV friend of ours. We found the funeral home and visited with Pat Andersons family and saw many of our RV friends. We went to the reviewal on Tuesday as Doris had and appointment for an MRI on the day of the funeral. Her siatic nerve, we believe has been giving her trouble and we are trying to track down the cause of her discomfort.
We left the funeral parlor for home late afternoon, stoped in Hudson for dinner and arrived home safe and sound. We drove into the garage, and I let Doris out so she could hurry to the bathroom. I parked the car and leisurley stopped to pick up our mail and then up to 1417. Doris was nowhere in sight and I didn't worry as I knew she was in the bathroom. During the afternoon reviewal, my hearing aid batteries gave out so I was not at my best in the hearing department. Shortly, I thought I heard Doris calling me. Sure enough she was in trouble. She had fallen and was calling for help to this deaf guy she married. She had fallen (because of the siatic nerve) on her way into the bathroom. I had to get a neighbor to help me pick her up. In an instant I knew she had broken her wrist. It was twisted in an awful angle and she was in pain. I took her to the emergency hospital, found a wheel chair and pushed in. As soon as the MD on duty saw her wrist he said " she needs to get in right now".
Turns out she broke both bones in her right wrist. Yes, she is right handed. They set the wrist and admitted her to the hospital so they could surgically repair the wrist the next morning. After three and a half hours on Wednesday, they had it repaired and in a splint. She spend the next few days recovering from the surgery medications and Saturday the 30th she was moved to the re-hab building where she will remain for a spell. They have provided her with a sort of shelf on her walker for her right arm and she will have to learn to steer the walker with her left. Until she can handle this aperatus she shall remain a prisoner.
I am of course religated to a right handed nurse's position to do the necesarry's. Most thngs I can handle, however there are some things men were never expected to do unless there was a period of expert training. We shall see what we shall see and I will dutifuly report on the progress of the patient and the trial and tribulations of the care giver regulary.
This week, Medical Humor!
Proctologist: To expidite your visit, please back in.'
Plastic Surgeon: May we please pick your nose?'
Thanks for tuning in!
Jim and Doris
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