So, lately I have been having dyslexia problems and I thought – that’s it, I must have had all the bad for the moment. Nope. I spoke too soon.
After a midnight coughing fit I sprained a rib. That doesn’t sound too bad? Well, it might not have been but in classic ‘Kate-fashion’ I decided to tough it out.
“Shouldn’t you go to the doctor?” Mum asked.
“No, it’ll get better soon.”
I don’t know whether it was digging the vegetable patch over or cutting out fabric, but somewhere along the line I made the situation worse. So much so that three days after the problem began I could barely move. So I jumped stepped gingerly into the car and went to the doctor.
“Sprained rib,” he said, grinding a knuckle into my side and making me see flashing lights.
I understand he was making sure it wasn’t broken but still, ouch!
So I go get my painkillers and take one immediately. The rest of the day I am walking like a little old lady.
Today I decided to do some gentle potting up and working in the garden. To make sure I’d be fine I took my painkillers. And yes I was aware that I was just masking the pain but there were jobs that needed to be done. So, the tomatoes got planted into the greenhouse and I put in a slew of spinach seeds, and by the end of the morning I was tired.
I wasn’t paying attention.
Our vegetable patch is much lower than the house so you have to walk up. Normally not a problem but today I was puffing a bit.
I really wasn’t looking where I was going.
My dog, Meg, loves to dig holes. I put my foot in one of the holes and fell. I actually caught myself before I hit the ground. Staggering to the left and putting a mass of pressure on my sprained rib, something went ‘clunk’. It wasn’t a noise as much as a release of pressure.
And that was that. Since then there have been no painkillers. My side is sore but not the all-encompassing pain it had been.
So my advice to those who think they have had enough of the bad – don’t fill in the holes, they might just be your salvation. 🙂
This post was inspired by the daily prompt – worse case scenario.
Oh wow, it sounds like your rib joint clicked back in place, how great, it was you lucky day. Good story 🙂
Thanks. It’s a massive relief too. 🙂
Amazing how situations just work themselves out. Don’t hate on the pain killers too much though. They helped when you needed them.
Oh I know. I love painkillers in small doses. I would never have fallen in the hole without them… Otherwise I’d have been watching my step far too well.
I’m a sufferer of migraines and know that I couldn’t cope at times without painkillers. I just hate being dependent on them.
As long as you only use them when you really need them, then no problem! 🙂
Don’t worry. I only take them when I really need to. I hate the fact it makes my brain feel soggy…
I’m the same way. I HATE feeling out of control, and super drugs do that, so I try to avoid them, unless needed of course.
Good story, Kate. What we need now is a picture or two of the veg patch, please.
I’ll see what I can do. 🙂
Love it! Animals are great at helping people. You have some cute pets!
Thank you. 🙂
What a great ending to a story that had me wondering “what else can go wrong for this poor girl???”
Thank you and the good news is the rib hasn’t popped out. Thank goodness. 🙂
🙂 So happy to hear!
Just too cute 🙂
Thank you. 🙂
You’re welcome. 🙂