I type this after a day of being laid up in pretty extreme pain on the couch after a trip to the ER yesterday. As some may know, I have been working really hard the past few weeks trying to get the gallery closed and cleaned out before the closing date in November. It's all going very well, ahead of schedule even, because I am not one to leave things to the last minute.
I finally started taking some time off and to do some stuff around the house. Yesterday, I was tackling the pruning of the invasive salt cedar bushes and generated a lot of brush, huge piles of brush. My goal for the day was to make our outdoor fire pit area ready for bonfires and beers with neighbors. I worked pretty hard at it for a few hours, and the last things I wanted to do was carry some folding chairs to the backyard (this is not a "normal" suburban backyard, rather it is high desert mesa scrub, which is very rocky with lots of vegetation that can hurt you with spines and prickers). Anyway, I was carrying the last folding chair and a bottle of soda up the little incline to the backyard and neglected to watch where i was stepping.
The next thing I knew I was violently hurtling toward the ground because I tripped on the bush I had pruned almost to the ground the other day. I impaled my lower right leg on a piece of pruned branch sticking up out of the ground. I knew it was really bad when I pulled my leg off the branch and blood and serum was pouring out...
Luckily my husband had just returned from taking a load of brush to the brush pile and saw me crumpled on the ground, kind of in shock and sobbing. I cannot believe anything could hurt so bad. I ended up going in an ambulance to the hospital in Santa Fe because it is a 30 minute drive and he gets very panicky and drives way too fast and could cause an accident. It was the right thing to do even though I know the bill is going to be big, along with the ER bill as well. At least no bones are broken but the 1/2 diameter pruned-off branch went in about an inch so it definitely needed a sterile cleaning out, a shot of antibiotics. I needed a shot of morphine in order to get it cleaned out.
I have been almost completely immobile today, couldn't even use crutches in the house because of all the steps to the different levels. I am parked on the couch downstairs so I can get to the bathroom. I ended up borrowing a walker from someone in town which is a bit easier to deal with. It's all very hard on my hands and writs though.
I really wish these crazy things would stop happening to me. I tripped on our stairs two weeks ago and landed on my hands and wrists then too. I always wonder what it is about me that I seem to be so clutzy, always have been.
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