Introverts, how is your day?

[Pseudonym]

Oh my god. I'm squeamish about things like that.  Glad it's sorted though!

So when he said there was something dark in there that was suspicious he didn't find anything foreign when he was (eurgh) digging? 

[Arcadia]

Owchie! Poor VBS. Here, I'll give you my cookie. I've only nibbled it a little.  

[J.P.]

Speedy recovery, dear. And yes, I didn't manage to read it all…
PS, as I made the starfish (mentioned recently), I hit my knee so strong that the jeans fabric got into my skin.
PPS, because someone asked - it was a starfish, not an octopus, because I only have 2 legs, 2 arms and a head.

[Carol the Dabbler]

I had never heard "starfish" used in that sense before.  Does anyone call it a sidewalk angel (analogous to a snow angel)?

[Pseudonym]

I don't call it octopus, or starfish, or sidewalk angel. I say 'I fell over.' 

[Van Buren Supernova]

19 hours ago, Carol the Dabbler said:

Could have been something very, very narrow that went between the threads of your jeans.  Otherwise I don't see how the wound could have been that deep and yet that narrow.  But I may be mis-imagining the shape.

You didn't happen to see any wedding photographers nearby?

I suspect it could be a rebar, the concrete I fell on was newly finished but the area is not yet properly cleared. Although it's very questionable about why there was a protruding rebar, it wouldn't be a stretch as I saw some around.

It's so cringey to imagine rebar puncture, but I remember that I almost abled to stop myself hitting ground, and my final break on my palm didn't result in any wound on my hands. That means I didn't fall hard, and only something really solid and hard could create that deep wound from that momentum.

I don't get about wedding photographer?

18 hours ago, Pseudonym said:

Oh my god. I'm squeamish about things like that.  Glad it's sorted though!

So when he said there was something dark in there that was suspicious he didn't find anything foreign when he was (eurgh) digging? 

No foreign object thankfully. When he mentioned something dark, he didn't know the depth of the wound, it was just blood..euh, from depth. That's why... sorry, he kept digging and seeing dark until he finally stopped when he realized it, while I almost bite my hand off from the pain. He actually needed to widen the upper part or whatever, I saw him snipped some skin or something with scissors. Eugh. *shudder*

 

Thanks for the wish guys and.. the half eaten cookie  (I'm glad you had some aappetite after reading), it's recovering slowly but there is definitely progress, I predict to walk normally in two three days, too bad I have to return to work tomorrow. RL...sigh..

 

 

[J.P.]

You can fall over, but not always you end on your belly with your extremities outstretched in all directions, like a bearskin rug.
The starfish is my own metaphor, sorry for the confusion.

[Pseudonym]

About the wedding photographer, she meant like what happened to Sholto and Stephen the guard when they got stabbed by something long and thin. Took me a second to get it too. 

[T.o.b.y]

On 3/3/2018 at 6:07 PM, Van Buren Supernova said:

Apparently I underestimated what I hit when I fell.

Warning, a bit graphic story.

So after the fall, I stood up quickly and went ahead for meeting but slowly realized that blood was gushing on my knee. Although it formed a significant spot on my jeans, it wasn't too bad as after sometime, I didn't feel the flow anymore. It hurt a bit, but I could walk as usual.
When I got back to office, I cleaned it as best I could and put on waterproof bandage. It was tiny, small wound although it looked quite deep. But my jeans was not punctured, so I thought at the very least, outer elements didn't get in and that means it shouldn't be too deep.

I continued my activities for the day (fell early in the morning), went around having multiple meeting but gradually it got more difficult to walk, although still quite ok. I even wanted to take a long walk in the afternoon, to prevent it for being stiff but after a few steps I changed my mind.

It got much more painful and difficult to move that night, and everytime I changed bandage it was soaked, although still contained in the bandage's small fabric patch. As in, the bleeding was not much, but it didn't stop. The next morning I was preparing for work, but realize it took me quite a lot of effort to climb stair and it's still painful to move. I had much worse wounds on knee before, but nothing felt like this. There was a slight swelling too. So I decided to get it checked, call in sick and took an Uber to clinic.

After useless radiology and many painful standup, sit down, stair through those registration, cashier, doctor, waiting, xray, bla bla, I was reduced to grandma turtle speed, and even sitting down made me cringed badly. After another round of bad information etc they finally referred me to orthopedic of a hospital nearby. Nearby means there were nothing to bring me there as it's too close so I walked there slowly. Luckily I was attended fast.

With contradictive radiology report, after doing some simple test, the doctor conclude that there was no dislocation (the report said no fracture or dislocation, but conclude with slight dislocation (??) It definitely didn't feel like dislocation because it would be much worse). So I was happy it was just a wound. 

The doctor asked if I need local anesthetic for the proper cleaning and dressing of the wound. Since both of us thought it's would be over soon and just a tiny wound, I suggested to proceed without which he agreed, since injections would be another unnecessary pain.

But good god!! As he cleaned the wound, digging and swirling he cloth around, it sting so badly. He kept saying there was darker area that was suspicious, worried that it could be something foreign, so he kept digging. At this point my hand was moving towards his neck wanting to strangle him because it was bloody painful. He kept asking me to scream if I needed too, just don't hit him. (He is funny that one). But I didn't want to and finally he stopped . At this time I could look at my knee and saw the tiny hole, just less than 1cm maybe,  looked like small blood swimming pool. But apparently, it was a very deep wound, going in about 1.5 cm (slightly more than half an inch) which he showed me from how deep he needed to push the fabric (whatever that sterile cloth called). He then explain that the wound is more complicated than he thought, and no wonder it doesn't stop bleeding. He would need to do couple of stitches and would start with more rigorous cleaning to make sure it wouldn't get infected etc etc.

He suggest local anaesthetic which I agreed wholeheartedly. Although he needed to inject on multiple angles and they sting more than usual injections, I don't think I could take another round without.
And he was pretty good and thorough. Disinfectant, anti tetanus, he was generous and repeated multiple time to make sure it's proper. Looking at the way he did it, I couldn't be more thankful for the numbness. I saw him using big needle to transfer disinfectant to the wound and from the volume disappearing inside, it was a lot. And a lot of blood.

Finally, he started the internal stitching and explained that it's needed to stop the bleeding. I think he did 3 or 4 stitches, by the forth, the anesthetic ran off and he gave me more injections because he needed to add 2 external stitches in which either the anesthetic ran off again or I just could feel the threads went through and through and hands started to move towards his neck again.
But then, I was patched up and good.

Journey back was quite bad, as I was stuck in traffic and couldn't take the pain killer yet as I had eaten almost nothing since morning, and my movement was worse for the rest of the day. But the slight swelling that I had previously had subsided and today, I felt much better and gradually the movement improved. Just have to keep the leg straight and elevated while sleeping and I'd be good.

I assume when I fell I landed on something blunt that puncture the knee through the jeans, no hole found on the jeans means it must be inverted. Sounds terrifying but at least I didn't get dirt, rust, or sands into the wound.
Regardless all these, I'm very grateful that nothing is broken or fractured, I think that would be more difficult to handle.

Geez, sorry for the long story. That was my day.

Wow, you poor thing! 

I feel very sorry for you but found your report fascinating to read (sorry... Just picture me as Molly for a second and remember that at one point in time, I considered becoming a pathologist like her.). 

I wonder what the object was that caused the wound! 

You should have gone to the hospital sooner... And once there made more of a fuss and insisted that you couldn't walk. People demand wheelchairs over here for much less. 

[Van Buren Supernova]

AH! The wedding photographer!

I actually tried to think about the kind of equipment that they could have left lying around to try to make sense of what Carol said, but nothing registered.

Rusty eh...

Question, is it easier to clean Sholto's wound, since ehh...the doctor could just pour disinfectant and it would leak to the other side (no need to dig?)  Sorry, sorry!! Anyway I made two promises that day, that I would appreciate pre-anesthetic era patients much highly, and I wouldn't shake my fist to the telly again anytime someone can't stand a torture, You confess??? What a wimp, sissy!

On 3/5/2018 at 3:15 AM, T.o.b.y said:

I wonder what the object was that caused the wound! 

You should have gone to the hospital sooner... And once there made more of a fuss and insisted that you couldn't walk. People demand wheelchairs over here for much less. 

I went back to the place but couldn't pinpoint the object. It looks like everything could be dangerous, sharp stones, loose dry cement mix, rebar cuts. Didn't go there for fun, but needed for work, and I got to enjoy sloooow walk and people look at me funny. Feel very old.

The hospital was located at different building than the clinic, basically different establishment. Initially they refer me to mediocre hospital farther away with couple of hours to wait before I could see the orthopedic. Luckily I tried to call that said hospital, trying to make appointment but no one picked up from multiple lines they had. So I approached the customer service and asked if I could get another referral, it's okay if it's far (previously I asked not too far). The customer service was super nice,  did multiple calls, asked me to sit while she ran around to get the new referral form on second story, and even adviced the doctor to refer me to the hospital next door which was available right then! I have no idea why the doctor thought it's good idea to choose far mediocre hospital instead of this (great service and expertise) just a walking distance.

I guess it's about insurance, maybe they thought it's not covered by my work insurance. Or maybe, they have some referral deal? I don't know, but it's just.. how could she did that to patient that need quick help? That was very bad information. So I couldn't wait to get there as soon as possible and decided to walk.

On 3/5/2018 at 3:15 AM, T.o.b.y said:

I feel very sorry for you but found your report fascinating to read (sorry... Just picture me as Molly for a second and remember that at one point in time, I considered becoming a pathologist like her.). 

Interesting, I didn't know that. So you are not squirm-ish or weary to see human body etc? I think the knowledge is fascinating and there are never-ending explorations, but it's not my cup of tea at all. Have you ever gone to Body World Exhibition? Maybe you would like it. It's quite fascinating but at the end of the day, I felt a bit sick because I can smell something different eventhough it's not obvious.

 

Anyway, as mostly introverts, what do you guys think about this? It exists outside Harry Potter world although it's not perfected yet, I think.

I'd love to have one, and thinking about the most desperate time I'd need it.

- In a boring, long party. However, those party usually required me to sit down with people. Because the one where we could stand and mingle around is the one I had already left way before it's over. I don't think it would work to wear it in front of everyone, unless I pretend to pick up something from under the table, quickly don it and crawl my way out.

- When seeing someone you know on the street. Again. have to have Superman ability to quickly hide behind something and wear it.

- Family gathering. Again...

Sigh.. it's best to wear it all the time I guess.

 

[Pseudonym]

Sholto's wound doesn't go all the way through does it? I thought it just went deep enough into vital organs to cause him to bleed to death when the wound was unbound. 

Yea, I'd wear one of those cloaks. Quite often I wish I could be invisible just so I don't have to deal with people, it sounds weird but I don't like people looking at me much, so it'd be a lot easier if I could stop them. 

[T.o.b.y]

I would love an invisibility cloak! 

My squeamishness is weird. I cannot watch violent films or horror. Game of Thrones for example is way beyond what I can tolerate. But I have no problem with blood, wounds, corpses, body parts, etc. I find a real operation fascinating but a fake swordfight unnerving. 

I guess it's all a question of whether the person is suffering or not. It's the pain, fear, etc that make me squirm. 

I haven't seen the Body World Exhibition but I have been to the Virchow museum in Berlin (Virchow was a famous pathologist). I loved it. 

[Carol the Dabbler]

An invisibility cloak would be super handy when you desperately need to pee, but there are no restrooms nearby (or they're all in use).  I think I'd still go behind a hedge or something, but I'd feel more confident.

[Pseudonym]

I don't think dead bodies would bother me too much, but injuries on live bodies... eurgh, no. It it's the suffering that bugs you I would have thought that story of someone digging into VBS' knee would have got you?

Yes, you'd have to go behind a bush otherwise the trail running down the pavement would give you away.

I could do with the cloak for running, recently I've been disguising myself in more masculine clothes to feel a bit safer running at dusk. Anyone else disguise themselves for any reason?

 

[Carol the Dabbler]

3 minutes ago, Pseudonym said:

If you peed in an invisibility cloak I'm pretty sure the trail running down the pavement would give you away.

I did say behind a hedge, didn't I?  Or do they grow hedges in pavement over there?

[Pseudonym]

I did edit to include a bush.

[Carol the Dabbler]

Hey that's cheating!

[Pseudonym]

[Carol the Dabbler]

Pee Ess:  Or if there are no convenient hedges, you could squat over a storm-sewer grating.

[Pseudonym]

I'd be worried about a rat leaping out if I was squatting over a drain.

[Carol the Dabbler]

Don't rats supposedly live in the other kind of sewers, the so-called sanitary ones?

[Pseudonym]

Meh, they're probably everywhere aren't they?

[Carol the Dabbler]

Possibly even lurking in your toilet. 

[Arcadia]

Good grief.

Wait, why am I complaining? At least you're not discussing shoes......

[Carol the Dabbler]

10 hours ago, Arcadia said:

At least you're not discussing shoes......

Is that meant as a challenge?  Hang on --

Well, when one of our cats was really tiny, she used to pee in my shoes.  (Sorry, that's the best I can do on such short notice.)