A little broken bone...

It's official... I broke the bone when I fell down the stairs the other time... I'm amazed how I managed to survive the pain and struggled through the stairs, the long site visits, the running about during the 3 days of the event... i think it amazed a whole lot of other ppl as well..

How did i find out that the bone was broken? Thanks to the drug allergy I had... I went to the doc few days ago to get some medication for the leg who looks a bit bloated and swollen from all the walking and torture I had put it through... he thinks its infected due to my ezcema and gave me some antibotics and I was allergic to those antibotics and developed a really bad rash all over me... so I went back again, thinking to get another type of antibotics..doc looked at my leg and my rashes and sent me to the hospital, armed with a memo from them...

Being a timid cat, I naturally freaked out... it got worse when the hospital doc looked at it and said, " that looks bad, let's do an xray to be sure" at that moment, i just wanted to walk out of the hospital and cover myself with a blankie...i hated hospitals and have heard horror stories about them...the worse part is, i wasnt prepared to be admitted into a hospital.. i merely wanted to get some medication for my leg and go home... then came the truth, the bone is broken, some of the soft tissues might be infected, if left untreated, infection might spread, i might lose the limb or even my life.. "shit, i'm doomed." I thought to myself...

As I braved myself for the thousand of hospital horror stories, I was wheeled into the cheapest class of hospital wards... the wheelchair ride was fun but not the journey... I saw patients with bandages all over, police who were handling domestic violence cases etc... who ever said that crime rate was low in singapore have never been to the a&e department of the hospital!

The nice looking nurse whom reminded me very much of Sharon came to check with me all sorts of things and told me to wait till the doc comes around to check on me... the doc came and took few tubes of blood from me and went off... later in the night, I was placed on a drip that was supposedly antibotics for me... I could barely sleep... did i also mention about this lady in the next ward who kept screaming in the night asking the nurses to kill her?

For the next day, lots of doctors came to see me.. the skin infection doctor, the bone doctor, the one that was making his rounds, the houseman... came and poke at my poor leg and my bad rashes... then I had my first visitor at 11am.. Uncle Jaymes from my office came to visit, knowing I was in hospital... they have been an affectionate bunch.. through this event when I worked with them for 6-7 mths, they saw me broke down, struggled, fell and struggled with the leg and also in hospital... I shared with him the fact that I could not even break down at home cos I didn't want my parents to worry and my friends dun really understand my stress as some of them are not in this line and I try to keep a cheerful front for most of them... it was a definite emotional period for me and I had nobody but myself to survive on.... the rest of the day passed relatively quickly when my mom and my brothers popped by to check out their little sister...

Thankfully, I was out the hospital the next day... doc needed me to be on antibotics for one week and go back for a follow up visit next week... in the mean time, i was supposed to be resting at home with my legs propped up so as to prevent water retention at the legs...

And I thank my lucky stars in some way or other for this... through this, i realise how much I can tolerate in terms of pain and being persistent... of cos, i also realise who truly care about me during this ordeal i have... especially somebody whom I sms very late in the night, his words offered me comfort and i'm thankful...

I'm on my way to recovery now... drinking tons of milk each day to increase my calcium intake as well as letting my leg rest as much as they can, my colleagues came and took over all my work so I'm not on my laptop working till the cows come home... I'm shifting all my appointments to my house and to my friends who have to come from afar to fulfil the appointment, i'm terribly sorry that my place is messy and small but hopefully you feel cosy and warm in here... you are allowed to cuddle with my two cat mascots!! :)