My winter skiing in the middle of the week with a senior ski pass stopped when I inadvertently moved the top with the best run. I fell down on the frozen surface at the top of Mt. Fuji. My favorite ski resort near Lake Tahoe, California, Lincoln at Sugar Bowl. I slid downhill first and I grabbed the right ski and made me flutter to make my ski downhill. I gently experimented to see what works and what doesn't work. I asked my skiing companion Harold to take a ski patrol and tell him I needed help.
A ski patrol arrived and checked me out-"What day is it today, what is your name, did you hit your head, where did you hurt?" I told them I couldn't move and my right hip and leg hurt.
What are the skills and courage they have! My place was so steep that there wasn't enough snow to plant the pole. But they did it and I kept my feet and hips in place. They tied me, covered me up and we left. My ski companion later told me he couldn't catch up with us. What a ride!
Trembling and trembling, I was admitted to the resort clinic and bed. I wasn't able to take an x-ray to clarify my injury because it was midweek and I wasn't seeing a doctor. I couldn't put weight on my legs and didn't want to move my legs. They put me on my SUV and Harold took me to the hospital truck.
I was hospitalized in an emergency. Ask further questions. “No, I do n’t have insurance.” I wanted strained muscles and low costs. Because the x-rays were not definitive, they performed a CT scan and confirmed that the right femur had a fractured neck. This is where the foot bones connect to the pelvic bones. The doctor told me there was no alternative. It needs to be repaired immediately. This is the point that I broke up and hid my face in my hand.
"Is there another way, doctor?"
“No, I need surgery tonight,” he replied.
About 6 hours after the fall, I prepared for the surgery. I was told that it would take about 20 minutes, and I could wake up with a spinal block or choose to have general anesthesia. I woke up and they finished, cleaned up or sent me to the night room. I'm glad I finished it.
Postoperative patients receive the best care. In this case, it attracted a lot of attention from the young handsome male nurse and meant many companies from the staff. Blanket as much as I want. More pain medications. Supermarket! After that, Diners came. That was another story. It was time to take my duff down and start walking. An occupational therapist came and a physical therapist came. Time to get out of bed.
Pain medicine made nausea when waking up. They brought crutches and confirmed that they were the correct height. The occupational therapist helped me get stuck in the toilet, so I thought I was doing well. She tried to take me a shower, but I was not interested. I just wanted to lie down and sleep again. I didn't realize that these are not “life skills” tests that need to be accomplished to get a good report on the medical records that lead to discharge.
A physiotherapist taught me the proper use of crutches. Do not hang under the armpit on the crutches. Lift your body with your hand. Two sessions were assigned that day, so if I didn't pass the stairs test, I had to stay one more night. The idea sent a dollar sign through my brain in the image of an even larger hospital bill. I had to get out of the fact that I was uninsured!
I thought through the haze of medicine. Medications make me sick and change pain medications, so I can get up and walk on crutches, go up and down stairs and get out of Dodge! It worked well enough and was in time for my second physiotherapy session. While hobbing the corridor up to the therapy stairs, I still feel sick, so I passed the stairs exercise test and invited my friend to take me home.
I am grateful to my ski companion who is a 24/7 caregiver after the surgery. Without his patience and generosity, I would have been unable to drive alone in the snow, at home. My sister also came to stay a few days a week later. Without those two, I would have been saying up the creek.
About 10 days after the operation, I felt better and was able to grasp it well, and my sister and I went to a hamburger. I started to feel a little pain on the left side of the rib bone and under the left arm. When I got home, I felt I needed a cold pack or hot pack, so I tried the cold pack first. It did not relieve pain, but now it affected my breathing. When I tried the hot pack, I immediately felt increased pain and difficulty breathing. The pain it caused was very large. I don't think the fracture caused so much pain. In order to prevent the pain from shallow breathing, I lay on my bed and lay down and found a tolerant posture. I thought rib bones were broken or my lungs were crushed! I have never experienced these conditions, but I thought that must be the cause. Pedge remembered that he experienced the same type of pain with a broken leg two years ago, and was relieved to know that it passed.
“I remember wearing a crutch after breaking my leg. I got up from the couch within a week and couldn't take a deep breath. I thought I was injured somewhere else. I spent the rest of the time breathing shallowly on the couch and drinking aspirin, which was an uncomfortable night and the next day I moved very carefully. "
“Several days later, I found that my upper left back convulsed because I used too much muscle. Also, the physical therapist was relieved by pulling off the head bone head of the chest. I knew what had happened so I still had to be careful for a few days.
As a result of trying to use the crutches properly, the crutches were pushed into the rib cage, resulting in softening and muscle tension that caused muscle cramps. The instructions for using crutches did not mention this side effect. I am very happy to have my sister together and know what the problem is. I breathed shallowly and didn't move too much and had to wait for it. I slept for 18 hours before getting up and moving around. It took a week for the rib bone muscle pain to subside.
I called the doctor's office about another problem a week or so later and asked if there was a patient with rib bone pain and dyspnea. The nurse sounded a warning bell and said I should enter, but it could have been serious like a heart attack. She was not listening to other patients on this issue. I thought this was strange because both my sister and I experienced. Later, I searched for similar experiences online, but found no chest rib bone pain.
Studying my injury, I learned:
・ The number of foot injuries [due to skiing accidents] has decreased significantly. “The overall rate of injuries in the last 40 years has decreased by 50%, and broken feet have decreased by 95% since the early 1970s.
-The femur, or femur, is the largest and strongest bone in the human body. It is surrounded by many tissues like limb muscles and a large “femoral” artery that carries a lot of blood. For this reason, it takes a lot of force to break the femur, which is very dangerous. 2
Four weeks after the surgery, I use a crutch, go up and down the stairs and drive. I feel improvement every day. There is pain due to overuse and movement is restricted. I will go to the golf course in a few months!
I am unemployed and have developed two businesses that advertise online. My work is done at home. I couldn't think effectively while using the painkillers, and I couldn't sit on the computer for a long time. It is estimated that it will take approximately 6 weeks to fully recover to return to work from full time.
Hospital and doctor bills are more than $ 33,000. The hospital has a financial support program and I applied.
I wrote this article to share my experience with others who have injuries that require the use of crutches. I would like to know if others have this chest rib bone pain experience, how they handled it, and what their doctors and specialists had to say. My contact information can be found in the following resource box.
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