Welcome to Day 27!
Before the visit: Today has on the table a visit to the Fractures Clinic for a consult on the progress of my broken ankle. The clinic is to check whether I get to remove the temporary cast and put on a new one. The doctor at the clinic, will also decide whether I need surgery or not.
Hopefully, I will also get to see what the injury looks like on the X-ray. Seeing the breaks will tell me how I can direct my mental focus on healing the injury.
From there, I’m in responsive mode or simply in the lap of the gods because I have no idea whether we will be in the hospital for an hour or half or all day.
After the visit: we arrived at the Fractures Clinic right on time after racing through the entrance preparations: sanitise hands, grab a mask if necessary. From there is was a one and a half hour wait to get in to see the clinic.
At first, I was frustrated by not getting in on time. Once I realised it wasn’t going to happen quickly, I put my feet up on a pillow provided by a nurse to keep my foot elevated until a bed became available for me.
Finally wheeled into the clinic and was asked whether I could make the bed on my own or whether I needed assistance. My reply was, “I got this”, accompanied by a very loud fart! To which I responded, “see, I told you I got this especially with the extra wind assistance!”. This got a chuckle from everyone. And although the incident did not get mentioned again, the camaraderie it generated with the team looking after me was just a touch warmer. It’s really amazing what a sense of humour can do for you in a tight situation.
OMG! Red-faced and laughing I managed to get onto the bed and noticed that the teenage boy on the other bed was studiously trying not to laugh. Oh…. embarrassment *smiley face*.
It was at this point that I managed to see my foot in x-ray. Personally, I was pleasantly surprised that it wasn’t as bad as I had imagined. The bone was still joined and this was something I hadn’t expected. On the whole, I didn’t think it was too bad.
There was a horizontal crack 75% of the way through the Fibula and two vertical cracks not on the fibula. Not sure of their location as I didn’t get a close enough look to determine exactly where. To my mind they seemed smaller and will hopefully heal quicker – I could have asked more questions but no-one exhibited any concerning vibes.
When my mother broke both her bones fibula and tibia they were completely cracked and there were splinters of bone that needed to be fixed and the gap was big in the crack. So, my expectations of this was it was broken all the way through and needed aligning and all sorts of complicated stuff. By comparison, mine looked completely tame.
From there it was a trip to x-ray to make sure that nothing had moved since I left Tweed Heads. Nothing had – bonus! The doctor was called and assessed that my injury was on the border of needing surgery or not. However, since the first x-rays heading had already begun and was progressing well and because the bone wasn’t separated. With careful nurturing over the next six weeks it will see it healed without the need for surgery.
I wasn’t in any hurry for surgery but the prognosis seemed to be not to need it providing I behaved myself. Meaning not falling, keeping the leg elevated and ensuring that it does not become load bearing until the doctor says so. Argh…. I’m so conflicted!
There was a guy at work (for story purposes I will call him Bruce) who went skiing the same week he got his proper cast put on. He had his brother remove the cast so he could put his foot into ski boots.
Bruce’s reasoning being that downhill ski boots were just as tight as the cast and would keep his bones locked into place. True. Nonetheless after two weeks skiing he went back to the doctor and the doctor was impressed with the advanced stage of healing his bones were in.
Later the medical profession had identified that putting pressure on the bone forces the body to focus on healing the area and it heals quicker. This is the “shortcut” I had hoped to make.
Couple of things that worked in Bruce’s favour were that he had a plate holding the whole break together, he was younger than me, and had already booked a non-refundable skiing holiday.
The things going against me are, I have three fractures – one horizontal and two vertical. The pressure might only help if there was one fracture going in only one direction. My years as a secretary for a structural engineering firm taught me something about cracks and pressure.
So, I’m going to have to do the right thing and follow advice as much as my impatience is pushing at my boundaries of patience. Patience is quite comfortable to letting impatience rage because there’s nothing impatience will accomplish at the moment.
The cool thing is that I got a lighter cast that went all the way around as well as a pretty purple – incidentally the colour of emotional and spiritual healing – to make me feel better about having the cast.
That was the day. Now what do the cards have to say about it….