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Flat on my face

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Or rather, I fell flat on my chinny chin chin!

I wrote out the whole story on Odd Planet if you’d like to go and read about my accident. It’s kind of humorous, so if you’d like a bit of a laugh at my expense go read the whole story.

The semi-short version is that I was walking with my husband and I either got dizzy or tripped and after a short useless attempt at keeping myself upright I used my chin as a landing pad. On a cement sidewalk!

My husband got me to the hospital pretty fast when he saw the big gapping hole in my chin, and when I told him that I had heard quite a crack when I landed. I wasn’t sure if I had broken my jaw it was hurting so bad. We had a small pit stop at home before we went to the hospital so that I could change my coat since the one I was wearing at the time was covered in blood, and so that I could get an ice pack on my face.

The hospital we went to is the one that I work at, in fact I had to visit the ER where I work. Very embarrassing!

To keep this on the short side I ended up with several stitches in my lower chin after the doctor told me that the wound was right to my chin bone. I must have popped not only the skin but the tissues below it on impact. The doctor also told me that it will take several months to fully heal. It’s bad!

I also had several x-rays of my jaw since it was aching even worse by the time the stitches were finished. The left side is the worst, and the pain goes right into my ear. The x-rays looked good to the doctor, but a radiologist will check them out tomorrow to be sure that there aren’t any small fractures.

At the very least I expect that I’ll be in pain for a few days and end up with a lot of bruising. I haven’t looked at my face since we got home a couple of hours ago, but when I feel my chin it feels like it’s all puffed out. Picture a profile view of a witch with her chin extended and jutting out and that’s what my chin feels like to me right now.

My niece, the first, who happens to have been born when I was 12, is getting married near the end of April. The doctor told me that my scar will be very bad around that time because scars are usually very red and raised after about 4 or 5 weeks of healing. Lovely! Just in time for the wedding. Oh well, I guess it could be worse. I really could have broken my jaw and ended up attending her wedding with a wired jaw or something like that.

I’m sitting here in a lot of pain right now. I really hit the ground hard! My neck, my jaw, and the sides of my head hurt. The freezing is also starting to come out of my wound too so that’s talking to me as well.

I haven’t eaten yet so I’m going to go try to suck some soup through my stiff jaw and then try to sooth my aches and pains with an ice pack. I still can’t believe I did this to myself. I’ve told you before that I’m a klutz. Well here’s the proof! Thankfully I’m usually a bit more resilient than I was tonight.





Comments

  2. I hope you also find out what may have caused you to trip in the first place. Hopefully you will re-cover well and be able to strut your stuff at the wedding. Wish you well. Oh, I didn’t realize you had another blog.

  3. Ouch Chickie… Sounds painful. Hey atleast at work you can walk around with one of those white mask things on.

    On a serious not I hope you feel better soon. I came over from Erics

  5. I feel for you. I had something similar happen when I was in college. It actually chipped the bone, so even today, I have a little hollow place and a little bumpy place where the chip was fractured off the bone and then relocated elsewhere. it’s pretty crazy.

    It hurt forevah, too. Best wishes on a speedy recovery. 🙂

  6. “I had to visit the ER where I work. Very embarassing!”

    Yeah, but the good side to that is knowing that you can at least get decent care, right? My wife’s a RN in the cardiac unit of our mega-conglomerate coprorate hospital, and when she had to recently go in for something minor, her friends and colleagues came down to make sure she was taken care of, so while I can see how embarassing it can be, I can also see the advantage of it too. Nice blog btw!

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  1. […] Since my posts tend to be long, I’ve decided to break this up into a few postings: I’ll start by giving an update on “flat on my face“.  If you read that post you’ll know that I had a very bad fall on March 30th.  I landed right on my chin and ended up with stitches and a very sore jaw.  I still can’t figure out how I ended up falling.  One of lifes mysteries I guess. […]

  2. […] 1…. Thunder! Yes, Thunder, not lightning. Well, yes, I do have a healthy fear of lightning, but why on earth do I want to crawl under the covers and hide my head when it thunders? My brother brought back a Rhodesian Ridgeback dog from Africa, back in the 80’s, and that dog was terrified of storms. I used to hide under the table with him! 2…. I was told that when I was a young child a motorcycle drove by and I went into hysterics over the sound. Perhaps that’s why thunder bothers me. 3…. If I could choose how I might die drowning wouldn’t even make the list. I’m not a strong swimmer, and the thought of sinking and not being able to get back up scares the heck out of me. I do however love canoeing and whitewater rafting. Go figure! 4…. I’m afraid of heights. Even standing on a chair bothers me. 5…. Even with my fear of heights, I find myself up on ladders more often than I’d like to be seeing as our house is in a constant state of renovation! Plus, I used to rock climb. I haven’t done that for years but I bet I still could. 6…. I don’t like bridges very much either. That’s probably a combination of the fear of heights and maybe even the fear of drowning thingy. 7…. Does a bridge make a loud noise when it falls down? If it does then bridges might also be on my thunder list. They do rumble when you are standing on one and a big truck drives on it. Are you following my logic or have I totally lost you? 8…. Fear of falling! Just take a look at what happened to me a month and a half ago to know why I fear falling. Oh my chin and jaw! 9…. Hey I’m a klutz. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, so it’s only natural that I fear personal injury due to my klutziness! 10…. Speaking of being a klutz, and injury, I just burned the top of my right index finger and the bottom of my left middle finger while trying to take a hot pizza off the pan. What can I say, the pan slipped, I grabbed it. Stupid! 11…. Fear of fire. When I was 5 our old farmhouse cottage burned down with my brother inside of it. I remember standing outside with my mother and grandmother calling for my brother for what seemed like hours. Fortunately, unbeknownst to us, my uncle had run into the house and rescued my brother shortly after the fire started. 12…. I fear for my husband. A year and a half ago he passed out at work, right at the triage station in Emergency. His ecg was altered, so they thought he had a rare sudden death heart arrhythmia called Brugada Syndrome. He was thoroughly tested, something like what they did on HOUSE last night, and they weren’t able to find any problems. But, his ecg is still altered and he still feels faint and shakey at times and when he does I worry over him. He’s too young to die, we have a lot to do yet. 13…. Pain. I fear pain. I have constant chronic pain in my abdomen and it always gets worse at night, worse if I lie down. So I don’t sleep, and when I don’t sleep I have more pain. Ow. […]

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