Fractured My Pinky
Today I walked into one of the suitcases and fractured my little toe. The pain was bad and I was cursing like a bar maid. It took three bloody hours of waiting in the emergency to have my foot x-rayed and for the nurse to come back and tape the little pinky to its bigger sibling.
I'm now wearing a weird shoe on my left foot and will basically be off my feet for the next couple of days. Obviously this means that I can't do any more last minute shopping for family and friends or for myself.
Thankfully, I can travel back home on Friday and Aaman will be doing the packing.
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First of all, refuá shlemá - may you have a full recovery. I gotta tell you, though, my wife has you beat by a country mile, Deepti.
At her work - she is a babysitter - she got on a chair to reach a closed window to air out a hot kitchen. The cushion on the chair slipped backwards, causing Adina to fall forwards, where she proceded to damage her nose on a marble counter and break a rib. The marble counter was undamaged.
With blood flowing all over the place from her nose, she had the presence of mind to call an ambulance on her cell phone and leave the door open for the med-techs to show up, and get a bag of frozen veggies to put on her face.
A few minutes later her boss (a free-lance writer) returned home to find my wife reddening the floor tile and screaming for her, while her charge had awakened from a nap and was screaming herself.
Her boss called me up on her cell phone to tell me the good news. By this time, my wife was on her way to the hospital. A NIS 790 cab ride for her and a NIS 38 cab ride for me.
She arrived at the hospital at 10;00 and was not released until 17:30.
Once the most serious immediate treatment had occurred, Adina was sent to an "Immediate Treatment Center" (they translate this into Acute Care Center in English)."
Molasses in January are more immediate than the staff at the Immediate Treatment Center. My wife does not look like a swearing bar maid, but rather a longshoreman who had gotten the worse of a fight on the dock.
Posted by: Ruvy in Jerusalem | May 15, 2006 05:53 AM
Ouch! that must have been really nasty for her. I hope she had a speedy recovery:)
Accidents somehow seem very unreal to me. They are obstacles that we have work around.
Your wife sounds like a tough, wise lady to me. I don't know if I would have had presence of mind while in so much pain.
Posted by: deepti lamba | May 15, 2006 09:12 AM
Get well soon yaar !
Had a bad fall a couple of months back. My hand was in plaster (ya the white cement shit) for 5 weeks. To top it all...I went flying down the staircase in front my client.
What you think of that..huh!
Posted by: Sakshi | May 16, 2006 07:28 AM
Lol, I like sharing the- 'who hurt the most' stories. Can't say they make me feel better but makes the hobbling a little less resented;)
Posted by: deepti lamba | May 16, 2006 07:52 AM