Friday, August 29, 2008

A Trip to the ER

I'm sorry I didn't get around to posting yesterday, but I had the pleasure of spending the afternoon in the ER with my mom.

On Wednesday morning, my mom went out to get Michael to come in from her patio. When she got out there, she discovered that he had dropped his binky into a bucket of water he was using to wash her patio door. She turned to go in and wash the binky when she tripped over a broom he had left in the door way*. I'm not sure why he was washing her windows and I'm not sure why he had a broom either, but I do know that she did something really bad to her knee.

The original plan was for me to take Friday off and watch Michael while she took the long weekend off to recover. That is until Thursday morning when she tried to get out of bed and realized just how bad her leg is. So, I took yesterday off to watch Michael and to take her to the ER.

I've never mentioned this, but my mom lives right next to the hospital. When I delivered Michael, I could actually see my mom's apartment from my room. If she was in the sewing room, I could actually see her. That's how close it is. So, it felt a little silly picking her up, driving up her driveway, making a left, and then another quick left, and then driving right back down to 100 yards from where we started from. If her knee wasn't so bad, it would have been faster to walk.

They processed her in pretty quickly, so I decided to stay with her for a while. The triage nurse was lacking on bedside manner, but we didn't have to see her dower face for very long. It wasn't long before my mom was escorted back to a room. Everyone was very pleasant from that point on. I guess they have changed to a first name basis approach, so everyone that came introduced themselves by their first name. It made it hard to distinguish between the kid who came to take her to x-ray, and the kid who turned out to be her doctor. (Except that the doctor was HOT!)

The x-ray didn't show anything but age related wear and tear. The doctor picked up her leg and wiggled it around, which did nothing but hurt my mom. (This reminded me of a discussion I had in the ER when I got a piece of plastic in my eye. My doctor said that patients feel better after an ER visit if their doctor does something that causes them pain. Later that night, when I actually got the plastic out of my own eye I decided that patients might actually feel better if the doctor actually helps them.) He offered her prescription Motrin, which she refused. He offered her a leg stabilizer, which she refused, he offered her crutches, and then looked at us like we were crazy when we both burst out laughing.

See, my mom can't use crutches. She's had plenty of chances to learn. She's crushed a toe, broken her foot, broken her ankle, and had three surgeries to correct problems related to the breaks. Every time, they give her crutches, and every time she gives it a try. She stands up, swings them forward, and then practically falls on her butt when she tries to swing forward. I've seen her try it about 20 times, and every time it's the same thing. She looks like a Weeble wobbling between the crutches, only she does fall down.

In other words, we spent an hour at the ER to have them tell us that she hurt her knee. It would have been a complete waste of time except that the doctor was HOT.

Now it's just a waiting game. She's going to stay off of it for five days. If it improves, great, life goes on. If it doesn't, then she'll need to see an Orthopedist. If that's the case, and she needs surgery, then we will have to place Michael in daycare until she recovers. I'm doing my best to stay positive, and to not worry too much until we see what happens. But, I'm worrying anyway.

*I'm starting to wonder what they do all day? It sounds like he's doing her housework for her. Either she needs to stop that, or I need to make better use of Michael's time.


Beth said...

As usual, I'm cracking up. Sounds like your mom had a good thing going. But she should have emphasized to Michael that he needs to put his cleaning implements away when he's done! Hope your mom's knee gets better soon! And have fun meeting LauraC. She's as wonderful in person as she is on her blog!

London said...

Yikes! I hope your mom gets better soon!

LauraC said...

It is SO WEIRD to me that I heard a condensed version of this story on the phone last night. But at least finally someone will be able to vouch for you as a real person on BBC.

PS. Love the label. Is there anything better than hot doctors?

Steph said...

When I first read the title I thought that Michael went to the ER. Sorry to hear about your mom's leg... but, nice eye candy w/the hot doctor! Maybe a follow up visit specifically with him is in order???

Mama Mia said...

sorry about your mom, but at least you had a nice view!

Joanna said...

Laura - Yeah, I guess my status as the creepy middle aged, balding man on BBC will be distoyed. Oh well.

Heidi O said...

I am glad you got to have a hot doc. That makes it helpful as you sat there. It definitely sounds like your mom is helping Michael to be a good husband someday! I hope her knee recovers quickly.