mgb
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A week ago I hurt my shoulder. I'm not sure how, but I think it was when I scoot back in my seat I try to lift myself as much as possible because of my tailbone hurting so bad. Both shoulders bother me some from doing this, but I really hurt my right shoulder. It got so bad I couldn't reach to the right and even to the left and just trying to reposition myself, like shifting to the right was to painful. It's funny the stuff you take for granted when everything is working like it should. The only thing I could do was use my mouse and that got to the point it was to painful. Matter of fact my shoulder got so bad even just at rest it was unbearable pain. I ended up having to call a ambulance to go to ER. I usually can get up and take a couple steps and sit in my wheelchair and then be pushed to my SUV and stand up using my arms to help push myself up and then step into the SUV, but my shoulder was so bad I couldn't stand to do that.
Well we called the ambulance and first we had to wait for a special bariactric ambulance. Then I made the mistake of having them try to help me up, I should have just tried using Karla to get up like I do from the recliner even with the sore shoulder, because they wrap something around me to help pull, but instead it pull my feet out from under me and I almost landed on the floor. My bottom was over the seat of my recliner and my back on the seat and my legs out and I was barely holding myself up from falling. Eventually they were able to get the gurney underneath me and my legs over it and I was able to sit up on it and then get position on it. They put me in the ambulance and they put the gurney so my right arm is next to the wall and one of the attendants sat to my left. Well that ambulance was the rockiest ride I've ever been in and every bump and turn threw my shoulder against the wall. Since my insurance is with Kaiser instead of going to a hospital five mins away I had to go to one 20 miles that took 45 mins at least to get to. They had to stop and start a IV to give me pain meds, but they did very little. The trip was unbelievable pain all the way.
We make it to the hospital and they take x-rays but they came out normal, nothing broken or out of joint which I thought might have happen. They said it might be a torn tendon and gave me some meds that did help the pain finally. I had some morphine from a year or so ago for my tailbone, but I didn't like how I felt on it. I took some for this and it did very little, but the new stuff they gave me did help. So they sent me home and I'm having a therapist to come over and help me.
We get home and the trip wasn't quite as bad as going, but I was so happy to get in my room. Instead of dropping the gurney really low I had them leave it fairly high so I could just step off of it since I'm pretty tall and it'd be hard for me to stand up with it down low. I've been up so long and through so much I was just hoping I could stand and make it to my recliner. I get off of it and finally make it to my recliner and I never had been so happy to be sitting in it when one of the ambulance guys says 'where's all this blood coming from?'. I had no clue. I said what blood and he holds up a blanket off the floor from the gurney and it's covered in blood. Turns out when I got off the gurney a IV that was folded down and on the side of the gurney caught the inside of my left leg a few inches from my knee. They find the wound and have a problem getting the blood to stop, but finally they do. They tell me I'm going to have to go back to ER!! I said no way, sew it up, put a bandaid on it I'm not going anywhere. They said no they can't do that. So I said will I'm not going how bad can it be. And he held up a towel he was using to stop the blood and it was totally soaked. I guess it wasn't so much a cut as a gouge that rip open a crater about 4x4 inches.
I was still arguing with the ambulance guys when Karla put down her foot and said I'm going! So I go. Back into the ambulance, but this time I do it more under my power with help when I needed it as I got up. This time my shoulder is feeling a little better, but my tailbone hurt me as much if not more than my shoulder did the first trip so again I get pain shots on the way and it's worst traffic so takes longer and I've never in my life endured so much pain steady for so long. My tailbone felt like it was on a ball bearing and every bump and turn was extreme pain. I don't mean to whine about this, but it does feel good to get it out a little.
When we are at the hospital they say that the skin is so torn up they can't sew it up. So they slice off a big square chunk of skin and then packed it while a couple nurses held my leg up and to the left so the doctor could work on it.
So it's like 4am and they say that I might have to go into some place to get the wound better. They want us to wait until 8:30am to see a social worker. Karla like me had been up since 4am the previous morning so she goes to the SUV to try and sleep. I don't have my Bi-PAP so I can't sleep and I'm strap on this gurney and my tailbone is intense pain and I can't get off of it. I feel totally trap and have a panic attack and started yelling for help. My shoulder and elbow is hurting to much to type much more, but they end up sending me home after giving me a shot for the panic attack and I mostly dose on the way home. Before Karla would let them put me on the gurney to go home she made sure they covered the IV that had wounded me in the first place and this time when I slid off and stood up no problem and once I got in my recliner I slept for 14 hrs or so. Karla was really starting to get worried when I finally woke up.
My shoulder is a little better. I couldn't reach for the keyboard, but once I got hold of it I could type, but it's going to be a while before I do it without pain. I have everything to my left now. I still can't eat with my right hand, can't reach my mouth with a spoon.
The nurse came Saturday and change the dressing and showed Karla how. They are hoping that it'll just heal up and eventually close up. One thing is I don't feel much pain from it which is good. I'm worried as my doctor is because it's right where my leg swells a lot so I got to be real careful with my blood sugar and try to keep water off my body. So far it is looking pretty well. All this happen Wednesday nite and Thursday morning.
Funny thing is I didn't really feel it when I did it. I kind of recall a jab of pain, but my shoulder was hurting so bad I hardly notice it and didn't even know I was bleeding.
If your stomach is up to it here is some pics of the wound, I give you fair warning.
This is before they sliced off the skin:
http://www.tielmania.com/leg1.jpg
This is after they cut off some of the skin:
http://www.tielmania.com/leg2.jpg
In both pics you can only see about half because the other half or so is below what you can see in the pic.
This is it all bandaged up:
http://www.tielmania.com/leg3.jpg
Well we called the ambulance and first we had to wait for a special bariactric ambulance. Then I made the mistake of having them try to help me up, I should have just tried using Karla to get up like I do from the recliner even with the sore shoulder, because they wrap something around me to help pull, but instead it pull my feet out from under me and I almost landed on the floor. My bottom was over the seat of my recliner and my back on the seat and my legs out and I was barely holding myself up from falling. Eventually they were able to get the gurney underneath me and my legs over it and I was able to sit up on it and then get position on it. They put me in the ambulance and they put the gurney so my right arm is next to the wall and one of the attendants sat to my left. Well that ambulance was the rockiest ride I've ever been in and every bump and turn threw my shoulder against the wall. Since my insurance is with Kaiser instead of going to a hospital five mins away I had to go to one 20 miles that took 45 mins at least to get to. They had to stop and start a IV to give me pain meds, but they did very little. The trip was unbelievable pain all the way.
We make it to the hospital and they take x-rays but they came out normal, nothing broken or out of joint which I thought might have happen. They said it might be a torn tendon and gave me some meds that did help the pain finally. I had some morphine from a year or so ago for my tailbone, but I didn't like how I felt on it. I took some for this and it did very little, but the new stuff they gave me did help. So they sent me home and I'm having a therapist to come over and help me.
We get home and the trip wasn't quite as bad as going, but I was so happy to get in my room. Instead of dropping the gurney really low I had them leave it fairly high so I could just step off of it since I'm pretty tall and it'd be hard for me to stand up with it down low. I've been up so long and through so much I was just hoping I could stand and make it to my recliner. I get off of it and finally make it to my recliner and I never had been so happy to be sitting in it when one of the ambulance guys says 'where's all this blood coming from?'. I had no clue. I said what blood and he holds up a blanket off the floor from the gurney and it's covered in blood. Turns out when I got off the gurney a IV that was folded down and on the side of the gurney caught the inside of my left leg a few inches from my knee. They find the wound and have a problem getting the blood to stop, but finally they do. They tell me I'm going to have to go back to ER!! I said no way, sew it up, put a bandaid on it I'm not going anywhere. They said no they can't do that. So I said will I'm not going how bad can it be. And he held up a towel he was using to stop the blood and it was totally soaked. I guess it wasn't so much a cut as a gouge that rip open a crater about 4x4 inches.
I was still arguing with the ambulance guys when Karla put down her foot and said I'm going! So I go. Back into the ambulance, but this time I do it more under my power with help when I needed it as I got up. This time my shoulder is feeling a little better, but my tailbone hurt me as much if not more than my shoulder did the first trip so again I get pain shots on the way and it's worst traffic so takes longer and I've never in my life endured so much pain steady for so long. My tailbone felt like it was on a ball bearing and every bump and turn was extreme pain. I don't mean to whine about this, but it does feel good to get it out a little.
When we are at the hospital they say that the skin is so torn up they can't sew it up. So they slice off a big square chunk of skin and then packed it while a couple nurses held my leg up and to the left so the doctor could work on it.
So it's like 4am and they say that I might have to go into some place to get the wound better. They want us to wait until 8:30am to see a social worker. Karla like me had been up since 4am the previous morning so she goes to the SUV to try and sleep. I don't have my Bi-PAP so I can't sleep and I'm strap on this gurney and my tailbone is intense pain and I can't get off of it. I feel totally trap and have a panic attack and started yelling for help. My shoulder and elbow is hurting to much to type much more, but they end up sending me home after giving me a shot for the panic attack and I mostly dose on the way home. Before Karla would let them put me on the gurney to go home she made sure they covered the IV that had wounded me in the first place and this time when I slid off and stood up no problem and once I got in my recliner I slept for 14 hrs or so. Karla was really starting to get worried when I finally woke up.
My shoulder is a little better. I couldn't reach for the keyboard, but once I got hold of it I could type, but it's going to be a while before I do it without pain. I have everything to my left now. I still can't eat with my right hand, can't reach my mouth with a spoon.
The nurse came Saturday and change the dressing and showed Karla how. They are hoping that it'll just heal up and eventually close up. One thing is I don't feel much pain from it which is good. I'm worried as my doctor is because it's right where my leg swells a lot so I got to be real careful with my blood sugar and try to keep water off my body. So far it is looking pretty well. All this happen Wednesday nite and Thursday morning.
Funny thing is I didn't really feel it when I did it. I kind of recall a jab of pain, but my shoulder was hurting so bad I hardly notice it and didn't even know I was bleeding.
If your stomach is up to it here is some pics of the wound, I give you fair warning.
This is before they sliced off the skin:
http://www.tielmania.com/leg1.jpg
This is after they cut off some of the skin:
http://www.tielmania.com/leg2.jpg
In both pics you can only see about half because the other half or so is below what you can see in the pic.
This is it all bandaged up:
http://www.tielmania.com/leg3.jpg
