Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Well, here is the story of my leg. DH was already at the golf course and I drove out to join him. I got out there, jumped in the last available cart and met him and our friend on the 2nd hole. We played that one and went on the 3rd where I sent my ball into the brush. We were searching for it and found others and my dh fell on a rock and we thought he had cracked his kneecap. But, he was okay but it did spark a discussion on broken bones. I made the comment that I had not broken anything more than a toe. Not two minutes later we headed to the next tee box. I was going down a hill and I hit a rock on the side of the path. I bounced out of the cart onto the path standing on my left leg at which point I felt it break. I was working so hard to keep myself in the cart that I was still holding the steering wheel. At this point I was jerked back into the cart that was still moving forward. The back wheel of the cart then hit the rock and I bounced back out having the good sense to let go this time. I landed on my butt and have a major bruise to show for it. The golf cart continued forward but without me. I sat up and thought I was okay but quickly realized that i needed to lay back down or i was going to pass out. After 6 children with no drugs, I had learned to manage pain and figure out where it was coming from. DH was asking me where it hurt and I was trying really hard to determine if I had hurt anything but my leg. I decided that was the extent of any major injury and my dh and our friend put me in the golf cart and got me up to the suburban. We found out at this point, that even with all his injuries to his back and right leg over the years, he can still pick me up and put me in my car. We got to the emergency room and got checked in. They got the x-rays and called the orthopedic doctor and then got a cat scan. Now, the cat sat there and stared at my leg but I don't know how much scanning it did ****grinning****. They put me in an immobilizer and sent me home with instructions to call the doctor in the morning. We were at his office at 10 the next morning and learned that it would not require surgery and they were not going to cast it so I can bend my knee and won't have to deal with a stiff knee. So, I am in a brace with bendability at the knee which can be removed for showers!!!! I broke the bone where the tibia and the knee bone meet. I have to stay off of it for 6 weeks. I am having additiona x-rays on the 11th to be sure nothing is out of place. Now for the lesson to be learned.......If you are ever bounced out of golf cart.....LET GO! The sore muscles were almost worse than the break. I could barely lift my head off the couch on Christmas morning. And, I am still dealing with whatever I did to my right bicep muscle.

The good news is I am down to two weeks and 2 days before I can put weight on it!

2 comments:

PJ said...

Ouch, ouch, ouch!! Mobility is nice. Right up there with breathing. I'll try to remember to let go -- but I'm like you, I'd probably hang on and be dragged awhile!!

Glad you're feeling well enough to blog. (dangerous words: "I've never ....") :)

Sarah said...

Oh no!!!!!! That really stinks, but at least you didn't have to have it casted!