I couldn’t get in to see my doctor till Tuesday, so took pictures in case I was healed by then. Urgent care or the emergency room would have only referred me back to him with a pat on the head and instructions to take Tylenol. I wasn’t critical, so thought to save my insurance money for my primary care guy and the tests he would order.
Doctors need proof. Sometimes they act more like lawyers than doctors, who never believe any one or anything unless they see it with their own eyes. Even then they’re suspicious if you take pictures. Damned if you do or don’t. Still, it was three days since the fall, that I thought to document it.
Today, Sunday the 16th of July I feel like I survived something. Still, very wobbly when rising, bending, turning… the longer the day gets the more symptomatic I become. Slower, slower, unsteadier to the point of needing to hold the counter, sink, stove, refrigerator, chairs, table, sofa as I turn and move while I work. Still cooking up my daily storms though. Dynamite in the kitchen. Some brilliant stuff happening here. I think it, I get it. There’s a silver coating on this rusty old nail after all.
I used to awe at people who claimed to have a head injury and woke up being able to speak a foreign language. I was hoping for something like that here. No such luck.
My upper teeth (right teeth) and gums hurt like hell. So do both sides of the top of my head. My neck and arms were already out-of-bounds – now the pain in my face, mouth and head are so bad, that I’m not noticing the perpetual state of tendonitis in my shoulders, elbows and wrists.
Tylenol swells my legs up like tree trunks. On top of all else I can hardly walk by the time I lay me down to sleep. Substituting two a day of Aleve isn’t enough either. Besides I’m already bleeding and I might make it worse. I bought some, so I’ll try some. Keep changing my mind.
Stabbing pain in right eye. Better be careful. I could detach a retina and be blind. Fear is probably my friend right now. Have to be careful walking about outside. I could go down at any time, any place. I’m being super cognizant, super careful. It’s critical that I keep going out though, acting as normal as possible, keeping with my normal routines. Still taking Lilly out for her walk first thing every morning.
The inside of my right mouth, cheek and gums are still black. My nose is displaced to the left. Maybe I did break it. I bled a lot into my tissues. My throat is still sore and swollen on right side. Difficulty swallowing. And nauseated. Jeeze.
Three weeks before fall both ears started hurting out of the blue. Stinging, deep down pain in my eustachian tubes type of pain. Needles to the ear drums type of pain sporadically. It begins late afternoon and disappears by morning, then starts again in the next late afternoon, early evening. I still have that. It’s now 10:30 AM Sunday and it’s beginning early, along with blurring vision where I have to keep blinking for clarity.
Big Foot sure messed me up. It was a useless scale. I bought it for accuracy and the needle was installed so tight, that the weight was never accurate. It was too much trouble to send it back and it did seem to work better for Steve, probably because he weighs more. So now we have three scales and I have no weight change in the past month.
We’re both eating a lot of healthy stuff – Steve bringing home most of it from his favorite upscale downtown grocery store, Heinens. Once my neck, nerve, muscle, tendon issues are addressed by a medical person, plus my new balance issues, I’ll be good to go and to do anything. Something to look forward to.
Yeah, I’m wishing on a dandelion (weed if you will) for some pain relief and structural corrections that will improve the quality of my existence.