"I will prove you wrong, if you think I'm all talk, you're in for a shock, 'cause this dream's too strong and before too long..." ("I was here" Lady Antebellum)
This song has been on my mind a lot these past 2 weeks. 2 weeks ago I was home and practicing my handstands in my basement. I was also practicing my handstand push-ups, when all the sudden I lost my balance.
Now you see, when you loose balance in a handstand you should usually tuck and roll forwards. Well, when you are against the wall this is nearly impossible. So what I did was lift my right hand up and for some reason put it back down with my palm up and fingers facing me. Well, this was stupid because I then rolled my wrist and fell to the right. I heard a snap, a crackle and felt a pop. (**snap crackle pop..rice crisppies*) I wasn't in any pain so I shook it off, literately, and did another handstand. My right wrist gave out and I fell on it again and my head bashed into the wall and that is when I felt the pain. This all Happened on Sunday.
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| right after it happened |
I went to see my FAVORITE doctor on Monday. Instead of just stopping by to say hi like I was planning, I stopped by for Dr. Heather Varley to check out my hardly-swollen wrist. She took x-rays and determined that it was a sprain. She splinted it and sent me on my way. After I left teary eyed because: 1. I was in pain and 2. I really was gonna miss Dr. Heather. As she is my favorite and my only Doctor that allows me to call her by her first name.
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| 3 days after it happened |
The next day I went back, with my splinted, and a little bit more swollen hand, to school. As the Week progressed my hand became more swollen and bruised. I made an appointment for Tuesday to see the school doctor. (that was 5 days from Tuesday) During the weekend my arm became extremely painful and kept me up most of the night.
On Monday I got out of lab early and went to go see Tori. 1. Because I missed her and 2. Because I needed her help to put my hair up. She saw my arm and got super scared. After work she forced me to go to the E.R. I really didn't want to go but at the same time I was happy to finally and hopefully be getting out of pain and to be getting answers.
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| pealing an apple with one hand |
I walked into the ER and I was being seen and given pain meds with in minutes. I had a billion doctors. They all seemed so scared and worried. I really didn't understand why. My hand also became famous, everyone was taking pictures of it. One doctor who got super concerned is now my second favorite doctor in the world, Dr. Michelle. She was with me a lot and checked on me a lot. I really like her. I hope I get to see her again soon!!! Shes amazing!!! I wish I knew her last name.



Anyways, I got a ton of X-rays and was kept overnight in case it was infected. I was sent home early in the morning. I then went to see a different hand doctor 2xs after I was released. They finally came to the conclusion that I have a 3rd degree sprain. I was finally taken out of my splints. I have been working on my hand movements a lot this weekend. I have gained almost all movement in my pinky back. I can move my wrist more, and I can sorta bend my fingers now!! I still don't have knuckles, but the doctor doesn't seem to concerned about it, so I'm not ether. She also isn't worried about my busing, so I'm not either.
But yea, Back to "I was Here"
The phase "I will prove you wrong" has been my come back when people offer me help because they think I can't do something. Like zippering my jacket. I mean I love helpful everyone has been. Especially those times when I get SO frustrated, which has been becoming more frequent!!!
I can't thank Tori and Marissa Enough for everything they have done for me and for taking care off and babysitting me!!! I hope you know I really mean I'm sorry for being such a cranky, whinny, buttface turnnugget. And thanks to Casey, for picking me up from the doctors and Travis for taking me and waiting at CVS. Ashley for Visiting me and helping me. And thanks to Eric for all your help, letting me squeeze your hand, and listing to whinny me, oh and texting me late at night when I was suppose to be sleeping!!!! thanks to EVERYONE in Lane Hall! We are more than hall mates, we are Family!! and lastly thanks to anyone else who has helped me over the last 2 weeks. I love ya'll!!
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| my hand last night |