What a gorgeous day . Warm , 73*, blue sky, a few white fluffy clouds, hard to believe it's November 4th.
I just came in after a nice walk with Titan, my little Terrier dog.
When we walked this morning it was nice, but still needed a light jacket. How the weather changed in a short time. I kidded with my neighbor, better not get any warmer, I've covered my A/C, have to resort to ceiling fans to keep cool.
The patio door is open, windows too, the fresh breeze is flowing through the house. If it wasn't for the leaves falling, the bare trees, would think this was a early summer day.
I had been moping around the house, feeling sorry for myself. Sorry that I couldn't be out doing something exciting. Riding my bike, going for a hike. Thinking of the ski season that I might miss.
Even though I told my friend that I didn't mind him going hunting this week with his guy friends, I hated to be left behind. Not that I wanted to go hunting, don't like to or want to kill any animals. I just felt sort of abandoned, That's not me. I am so independent, why am I feeling like that.?
I wasn't just moping around, I had crawled into bed, pulled the covers over my head and was feeling very sad and depressed.
Titan jumped up and came over and started kissing me, with his wet dog kisses. I rubbed him and he kept wanting more. I started to feel guilty.
It was a lovely dry day, maybe I couldn't do all the more active things I like to do, but I could take him out for a walk around the neighbor hood. Probably see some of my neighbors, some other dogs. yeah it will do me good to get out of the house.
I dug around in my drawers, found some colorful Capri's and a top, got dressed.
When Titan saw me putting on my walking shoes, he started dancing around, he knows those shoes mean we are going for a walk outside. It's the only time I wear them.
The walk was refreshing. Meet a new neighbor, they have a small Yorkie, female named Queenie. She's 10 years old. Belonged to the late mother in law.
Made me think of my accident and what could have happened and where Titan could be today.
For the last 5, or 6 months I have under gone two hand surgeries . During the recovery time have had to lighten my exercise and adjust my activities.
It was summer, didn't mind too much, for I found I enjoyed walking and getting back into jogging. Had even planned a 1/2 marathon . But during the last 5 months I have also caught every cold, virus,and bug that has been going around.
Plus a scratched retina and an eye infection. Don't forget the bronchial infection.
A couple of weeks ago, I felt that I was finally feeling well. No more coughing. Could breath again. The doctor had cleared me to start working out with my hand. Strength training, aerobics ,zumba class back in my schedule .
It was Monday morning, October 22nd. I was dressed, had walked with Titan.
My breakfast was ready to eat. For all I eat before going out to walk/jog is a glass of juice.
I had a small bag of soda cans to put in my car for the recycle place and a bag of garbage to take to the apartment garbage area.
It had been raining, the pavement was wet, the area behind my van is a painted handicap area and when I stepped on it my feet flew out from under me, I went up into the air, and came down hard on the top of my head and left elbow.
Knocked me unconscious for 10 seconds or so. I came too hearing voices from far away, opened my eyes, gray, fuzzy, blurry, and the most intense pain I have ever felt coming from my head. Oh, the pain, It was then I knew I wasn't dead.
I reached up and touched my head, there was a knot the size of a goose egg. It was sticky, I looked saw blood.
The managers Doug and April were by my side in second, for I had been talking with them just before the accident.
I didn't think I should move but at the same time I didn't want to lie in the rain, which had started to fall again. But when I tried to raise up I passed out again,
I wanted my daughter. April was saying call 911, I kept saying call my daughter.
Finally I told Doug to get his hands under my neck and hold it secure and I will raise up. All those sit ups came in handy. The next challenge was to get to my feet. With both of them there to help I was standing and they got me into my apartment. I was shaking by now and going into shock. April pulled the comforter off the bed and wrapped it around me. I was in the chair, thinking I am going to die.
Daughter is on speed dial. She told me to call 911 and would see me at hospital. She works there. She called her husband and he headed over.
Doug put Titan in bath room so EM could come in and take care of me.
I was strapped to a board, head in brace . A temp bandage but on head and elbow.
Son in law came just at I as being carried out to ambulance. He got Titan out of the bathroom , grabbed my ID and house keys and followed to hospital.
On the ride in the attendant kept asking me name, dates, address, etc. Finally I said," I just told you, can't you remember?" She said ," I can remember, I want to make sure you can." . Didn't want me to go to sleep, watching if pupil dilated, or speech got slurry.
The pain was off the charts. She said she was giving me something, to take the edge off, but would not put me to sleep. It was 10 times stronger than morphine. A few minutes later she said," did that help?"" NO, I must have a high tolerance to drugs, didn't faze the pain." She gave me the rest of the shot, she said." "usually 1/2 a shot is enough." Finally it kicked in and the pain was not as intense. But still the worst pain have had.
I was relieved to get off the board and into a bed. Started to have panic attack with the head strapped down, finally ripped the strap off when nurse left the room. She returned and wanted to fasten it , I told her NO. I would lay still and not move a muscle, but I couldn't take that strapped pinned down feeling any longer. She told me my heart was racing off the chart and knew I was anxious.
I had a concussion, scalp haematoma and lacerations. Elbow lacerations, bruise shoulder and neck pain.
The cat scan was clear . My lacerations were stitched . I got lucky with the head, only had to shave a small area. I was given pain pills and instructions on what to look out for during the next 24 hours. After 8 hours I was released. I went to my daughters home. Where we all had a restless night. She keep checking on me and I was afraid to go to sleep, afraid I wouldn't wake up.
Had to go in for more scans the next day. They were still clear. Another scheduled for a week later.
The doctor also explained head injures like mine can go for weeks without showing any damage to the brain, but it can be there , just waiting to appear. That's why I have to be aware of any changes . As long as I have head pain, no strenuous activity.
When I returned to my home, my daughter and I worked out a 4 hour call system to check on me. She lives less than 10 minutes away.
Then when son in laws mother died in Florida, she wanted to go with him. But worried about me. My wonderful BF stepped in and picked me up taking me to his house along with Titan where I got waited on hand and foot. I stayed till this Tuesday, I returned for doctors appointment and another cat scan and stitched removed.
I wanted to be back in Salem to go to the luncheon where I dressed as The Cat In The Hat. That got a good laugh, and cheered me up.
I still get dizzy, the pain comes and goes. The elbow turned out to be more injured then originally thought. There is a pinched nerve that is causing my arm and shoulder to get numb on the outside left side of arm. That too comes and goes. But hurts enough that I can't sleep on my left side.
I am finally getting to the point I go to sleep not worrying about not waking up. But as soon as the pain comes, when I least expect it, I feel anxious and wonder if anything is happening inside my head. I wonder if I will continue to have any lasting effect. I was getting very depressed and hated that feeling. Most of the time I am very positive.
I started to feel guilty for my dwelling on my situation. I realize there are so many that have it so much worse than I do. .
Many are grieving the loss of loved ones and the total destruction of their home and way of life.
My eventual physical condition might be in question, but for now I am alive. Have a loving healthy family. I have a home and don't have to worry about food and there is plenty of gas for getting around.
It's time for me to put the past behind me, think positive about the future and live my life the best I can.
One thing I am grateful for and the EM attendants were too, was the fact that I still didn't weigh 335 lbs. It only took two of them to carry me instead of 4 .
I mentioned to the doctor that I was glad I had lost weight for I would have been injured more. He sad it good to have lost weight, but if you had been heavy you would have just fell back on your behind and possible hit the back of your head. But being your lighter size you went off the ground in the air. It was like doing a back flip and landed on the top of your head. One of the most venerable area of the head.
I used to take gymnastic in grade school and was a cheer leader in high school. I had trouble doing my back flips even then, guess it hasn't got any better in time.
The only time I might have been better off being obese. Smile.!!
I am getting in some fitness with walking and using resistance bands. Back to some chair exercises. I can't jump, bend twist, do any hurky jerky movements.
Doing my best to keep my weight down. I miss the intense aerobics and Zumba that I was doing.
I reduced my calories to compensate for the less strenuous activity of my everyday life.
But I will take it one day at a time and hope and pray by the new year will have an complete clearance that I can resume my life at full speed ahead .
To all my dear Spark friends, thank you for the get well wishes, messages , goodies. Believe me, you add so much to my life.
Oh yes for the injury that Titan suffered, almost getting hit my a car. I had to yank him back out of the way and in doing so bruised his right hind leg. He is completely recovered. We are back to walking. Not as far as before, I can't yet, but I am sure we will be. Although Titan seems to not want to be out in the rain. I guess he figures he did enough of that last winter and spring. Not willing to repeat all those rainy, snowy walks this time around. That's OK, I won't put him through anything he doesn't want o do.
Hope this blog wasn't to much of a downer. I though you needed to know about my injury and condition.
I haven't blogged about my latest bargain find, the $2,800.00 Lazy Boy sofa.
That's to come.
I know money is tight, Xmas is near. It's not as easy a life that we once knew. But if you can help out, the Red Cross is doing all they can for the victim's of Sandy. Give , if you can. And it's also that time of year the food banks are collecting, a can of food will help someone else.
I know from the messages I get, you wonderful people here on Spark are full of compassion and giving. I love you all for just who you are.
Peace and love