So last Sunday in the 3 games in 2 days outing. The indoor game I was tripped and fell pretty weirdly. I knew I was gonna feel it the next day, but then I did end up scoring 2 goals in that game :).
So throughout this week, I couldn't really laugh because laughing would hurt. Actually, full breaths would hurt too. But this morning, it was really painful.
Started like any previous day of the week. My right side was hurting quite a bit, but I get up and solider on the rest of the day - since I know it will take a couple weeks to fully heal likely. So I brush my teeth, gel my hair.. then BAM... I was in alot of pain. So I retreat to my bed to lie down (I mean, who in pain doesn't do that right?)... .. .
So the pain subsides a bit, then I try to get out of bed... .. . But realize I can't!!! Rolling around hurted, I couldn't push w/ my left because my right side would hurt. On a pain scale of 1 to 10, I was at a 9 - haven't felt this much pain since the bone graph done back in Gr. 11... .. .
Stranded, I couldn't really move. Luckily my phone had been lying around on my bed (it has now become a habit for me to check my mail in my bed when I wake up, do a quick run through of mails and reply to them, and if nothing too urgent comes up, take an extra 15 minute nap... + check some stocks while I am at it... lol).
So with the all mighty data connection, I look up the web site for the nurse hotline, and then make the call. Scary to think that if I didn't have data, what I might have needed to do... .. . In hindsight, I probably could have called someone, or 911... but the catch would be the phone would have never been reachable on my bed if I had not used it earlier on the first time I woke up.
Talking with the nurse, we have an interesting conversation as I try to figure out how to get out of bed. After a good 10 minutes, I am able to catch on to the edge of the bed and pull myself out of it. The nurse convinced me I should drop by Urgent Care, but I shouldn't drive (which was in hindsight also a great idea).
So I go through my list, luckily I was able to find someone to drive me. Many thanks for that! Landing in urgent care, I dare not sit down fully as I was scared I couldn't get back up. Once they had me lying in a bed, they shot something up my a55 (I now have forgotten what it was called). But it was some strong painkiller it turns out. Got a chest xray (which came out clean), and after 1.5 hours, they let me out.
With my pain now down to a 6/10, I walk down to the pharmacy to pick up the medication. At first it was good, but after a minute, I started feeling hot and weird, and began sweating profusely. And by sweating profusely, I mean sweating quite a bit. I was dripping in sweat and soaked. While my friend went to grab me some paper towels, I was up to go to the counter and figure I ask if this is a side effect of what they shot me.
Me: Hi, so I was wondering if you can let me know what was shot into me, and if this is normal or a side effect (I wipe my face with my hands, and basically ended up cupping a pool of water in my hands)
Counter person: Errr... (looking disgusted in the oh my god this is freaky way), let me grab the pharmacist.
(Pharmacist looks at me)
P: Do you usually sweat this much.
Me: Nope, never.
P: Do you remember what they gave you?
Me: Nope.
(P starts making a call, talks to the folks there, and then escorts me back through the back alleyways to the bed I was just at..)
Arriving there, I am greeted by the doctor and saying I am weeeaaak sauce... lol. So they put me back on the bed and monitor me for another hour, letting me sleep. The pain was still dying down, so that was good.
Later the nice nurse lady got me a piece of cake and some apple juice. And then this time the nurse actually walked me out supporting one of my hands to make sure I was fine... lol.
Oh, also the Doc decided that I should take the day off work tomolo... (later I find out that apparently I was prescribed some pretty decent painkillers - but not as strong as the ones they shot up me).
Net: I am getting old. As my boss would put it, old and brittle.
Many thanks though to the friend who went out of his way to ditch his WFH status and drive me and pick me up. I owe you one!
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