Stupid mistakes/ER Visit

Sitting at locker room this week after showering; bend over and bam I hit my head on door jam sticking out. Hand to head and ….blood. Stop bleeding, drive home and wifey says better get that looked at and cleaned.

Five staples to head. Boy I feel stupid. Luckily, in and out in 90 mins. Got to meet a cute 2 yr old with broken elbow.

Your last visit?

 

September. Shortness of breath. "Urgent Care" clinic says I have to go to the E/R because I have a combo of pneumonia and COVID. E/R doc takes one look at my test results from the Urgent Care place and says, "I don't know why you're here. You don't have pneumonia."

 

Middle of an ice storm last January, temps start to go up a little bit, and the sleet changes to rain. Get an alert that a package I was waiting for was delivered to the mailbox.

I put on some slides (was wearing shorts and a T-shirt) and trot out the front door. Feet go right out from under me and I hit the back of my head on a step made of bricks on the porch. Lights out, slides fly off. I come to and go to get up, have the wherewithal to walk in the little flower garden next to the porch/sidewalk, and my equilibrium is so messed up that I stagger sideways and fall again in the yard. Lights out again.

My son was in his room and my wife thought I was in the garage, as she was going to a Zoom book club in our bedroom. So I'm laying in the yard, didn't have the ability to even get up on my knees, in 30-ish degree temps and in a driving cold rain, in shorts and a T-shirt.

After about 5 minutes, I realize this could be a really bad scene. I reach one of my slides and throw it at the front door. Nothing. I can reach one of those solar-powered landscape lights, so I grab that and chuck it at the door as hard as I can.

My wife hears that and comes to the door, turns on the light and sees me laying in the yard and a ridiculous amount of blood covering the front steps (I didn't know I was cut).

So she drives me to the ER in an ice storm, they get me in right away because everywhere they took me to wait, I was leaving a pool of blood.

Get 6 staples, and it took probably 4 months before my balance got back to normal and I didn't feel like I was going to pass out whenever I went from sitting/standing to laying down/sitting/getting out of bed.

 

Never been to the ER for myself, just for my FIL, my son and my wife.

Been in the hospital itself for three surgeries and watching one birth, that's enough.

 

Probably should have been Sunday before last. I wasn’t exactly running but I was trying to make a quick run to the fridge before the overtime game I was watching resumed. Lost my footing in knockoff Crocs and took an off balance step or two on my hardwood floor and crashed into the corner wrist first. It was hard enough to knock me to the ground.

Wondered for a bit if I had broken my wrist, but I didn’t scream when I tried moving it. It still hurts but not nearly as bad now, 10 days later. Best I can tell it was a bone bruise. Still don’t have all my strength back but it is getting there. Wearing a brace for however long I can stand it in a given day.

 

Sorry to hear it, QT. Speedy recovery.

As I vigorously knock on wood, I've not had to go for myself. Had to go to an urgent care MD place about 10 years ago for a bad case of pharyngitis, but that's not the ER.

I did have to take my buddy to the ER in college when his shirt caught on fire when leaning against a stove during a party (electric stove, his butt turned on the burner and his shirt tail was on the burner. Blazed up fast and he's got some burn scars on his back, but he's fine).

 

Transporting a bag of broken pieces of tile to the dumpster. I lift it up to pour it in, which is a chore given my height. Piece of tile falls back toward my face, slices my lip. Four stitches. Thirteen years ago.

Been very lucky since then. Dropped a 20-pound stone border rock on my foot. No damage. Running with my dog, he cuts in front of me and I trip over him and go splat on the pavement. Wrist pain for about a week.

 

Slipped on a tile floor in a convenience store in August 2019. Broke my arm just below the shoulder. Ortho said I was lucky the break was clean or I would have had shoulder replacement. First and hopefully only ambulance ride and ER visit.

Found out someone in the back tipped over a mop bucket and it leaked into the store.

 

Ugh. Did they show any concern over it, Matt, or just give you a shoulder shrug?

 

I got to admit I’m really disappointed your story doesn’t involve how you got your screen name.

 

Wanted to replace my large iced tea for free.... so, yeah, didn't give a shit

 

First night in our new home in Albuquerque. 3 AM shuffle down the hallway to the bathroom when a hallway table introduces itself to my foot. I looked down and my entire big toenail is peeled back like a banana. Yes it hurts just as much as you think it would, which is why I was sent to the front of the line in a room full of OD tweekers at the ER