I broke my butt. Well, ok, not really broke it, but bruised it really bad. Have you ever had a bruised butt? It hurts and makes it hard to sit, stand, lay down, anything.
Ahem....I said no giggling!
On 12/30 I had a big yellow lab in the kennel run from behind me and he took my legs right out from under me and I landed HARD on my butt on the concrete. I did learn that I don't bounce. I found that I mostly just lay there cursing at the dog, while fighting back tears.
I decided to be a tough girl and wait it out. Bad idea. 12/31 & 1/1 no one was open except the ER and I refused to pay those outrageous prices. I just sat home on my heating pad, rubbing my butt...not the whole butt, just my right butt cheek. (nice visual huh?)
Tylenol and Advil were not cutting the pain at all, so I began to look for something for the pain, but didn't find a thing. A few more hours go by and I can't take it any longer. I start acting like a crack addict looking for one leftover piece. I HAD to find something. AHA! I found it! Some leftover pain pills from when Chelsea broke her ankle. It was like GOLD! Unfortunately there were only 3 left and all too soon those were gone.
Mama had to go cold turkey off her drug habit.
Today we started calling right away at 8am to get me seen by someone. Chiropractor was busy, but could see me on Friday. FRIDAY??? No way did I want to wait that long. We called our doctor who also said it would be Friday. I called 3 different doctors offices in Ames and all said the same thing...Friday. ARGH! Don't these people get it? I think I broke my butt!
My dear sweet husband convinced me that we should go ahead and go to the ER. I knew there was no way I could take this any longer, so I agreed to go. While I got dressed in something other than the sweats I had been wearing, Jay called the Chiropractor for like the 100th time and I they said they just had a cancellation and could see me in one hour. I think they just got tired of him calling. LOL
I grabbed my pillow to sit on and we went to see him. Thankfully, I didn't break my butt. However, I do have bad boo-boo on my butt.
According to him, I have a deep severe bruise on my pelvic bone behind where the hip joins and at the arc where the sciatic nerve runs through. I also have deeply bruised the sciatic nerve (which explains why my butt feels like it's on fire). I have also bruised and sprained the muscles surrounding that area. With all that, it's just easier to say I have a boo-boo on my butt.
The good news is that in time it will heal. The bad news is, I have no drugs to help. Once we were home, I again became that addict looking for a fix. I haven't hardly slept in the past few nights because the pain keeps me awake and I just want something, ANYTHING to help me sleep.
EUREKA! Mama struck gold again! Way back in the back, in the bottom of a basket I found some pain pills from when Jay had an absess on his tooth this past summer. There are 5 left, so hopefully after 5 nights the pain will be better enough that I can sleep.
Thank you for not giggling too much. Oh and it's ok with me if you want to say a prayer to have God help heal the boo-boo on my butt.
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