If I didn’t have bad luck, I wouldn’t have any luck at all. I wish there was a way to erase all the crap that has happened to me in the last 5 years. From the death of Connor, the death of Steve, Keyes Electric shuttering, my serious car accident, and now my broken ankle.
I have never been a superstitious person, but I think I will avoid Friday the 13th from now on. Friday January 13th, 2023 was a day that I could absolutely forget. I went out to my car to get my water bottle, opened the door, put my knees up on the seat and climbed in. Grabbed my water bottle and began to back out of the car. I put my left foot down, and it wasn’t straight, and all my weight was on my toes.
The next thing I remember I was flying through the air like a rag doll, and my ankle made a sickening sound. Once I was able to move, I tried to pull myself up, but the pain was excruciating. So instead I crawled, through the garage, into the breezeways and then into the kitchen. No one has ever accused me of being overly graceful.
I finally got into the living room and called Mark at work, I needed him to come home. While waiting for him to get home I managed to wiggle out of my jeans. They were one of my favorite pair, and I was afraid they might have to cut them off in the ER, priorities you know!!Once Mark got home we loaded me up and headed to Cooley Dickinson Hospital ER.
Once I got there they stuck me in a room, and finally did some x-rays. After some prodding they gave me some pain meds, and a diagnosis. A bimalleolar fracture with ligament and tendon damage.
Then came the fun part, a shot of lidocaine in the joint, and 2 doctors reducing the fracture to get it close to the way it was. I went home with pain meds , crutches and instructions to go to Cooley ortho walk in on Monday.
Walk in ortho clinic gave me the results that I expected, but didn’t want. It would be a surgical repair. On January 23, I was at the Kittredge Surgical Center at 6:00 am. My ankle was pinned, plated, the talus was relocated and the ligaments and tendons were repaired. It is likely that the incision went right through my tattoo. So eventually that will need to be repaired as well. I will be non weight bearing for 8-12 weeks, my knee scooter has become my best friend. Because crutches and I don’t get along.
I was in a car accident that rolled me 4 times and I walked away with a pretty serious concussion, but no broken bones. I fall in the garage and break 2 bones and rip some ligaments and tendons. If it wasn’t for bad luck, I wouldn’t have any luck at all.
Through all of this I have learned that at my age I don’t bounce when I fall, it only took 1 of the Kings Men to put me back together, and I have great family and friends. Without them this would be even more unpleasant than it already is.