As much as I hate the idea, it looks like I will be going to the Emergency Room at our local hospital today. I pretty much kept the heating pad on the area all day and it hasn't helped much at all. It reduced the pain somewhat but hasn't helped my walking any. I DID make it to the bathroom on my own but that is only because I wheeled myself over to the door of my computer room and had about 3 feet to travel. It was very painful and I barely made it back.
I have a real problem even thinking about how I will get to the car. Once we are at the hospital, the Beast can get a wheelchair for me but I still have to traverse the width of the house out to the garage, down three stairs (the last one is responsible for my current condition) and then over to the car. That's IF the Beast uses the Prius to take me. He probably will rather than having to damn near carry me out to the Yaris.
My son, Mustachio, when he realized how serious my fall was, said he had a few more paid days he could take off rather than lose them. He's worried because he knows the Beast doesn't usually take good care of me when I am sick or hurt. However, today he surprised me. He made sure I was fed, brought me coffee several times and even helped me to the bathroom the first time I went (before I thought of scooting the chair to the door). I had him get me a Depends out of the bathroom......just in case but didn't need it, thankfully. I told Mustachio to wait and see how serious this is before he did that. He wants to be here to help me out as long as he can. I thought that was sweet of him to offer to do that.
One online friend of mine wanted me to go NOW.....meaning while I was talking to her. I told her to please let me try things MY way. I am hoping it's not a hairline crack in my hip area. Another friend had suggested that. Since I haven't been checked for osteoporosis in several years, I have no idea of the condition of my bones. I am just hoping that I don't keep the Beast from his Sunday church meeting. It's not until 1pm but you know how emergency rooms can be. I also don't know when he is planning on taking me. It might not be until after church. Even though he went to bed early. He may have other plans for his morning. I never thought to ask him.
I still haven't wrapped and packed up the presents for the kids due to my not being able to move freely. I will probably have to have the Beast carry them all in here for me so I can get that done....just in case I have to have their mothers pick up the bags for them.
You don't know how much I hate the fact that I have to go to the Emergency room. I hate them just because it can take hours before they see you due to their system of triage. I'm not bleeding and, although I am in a lot of pain and cannot walk, that means I am not at the top of the list. You have to be stabbed or shot to get to see someone immediately. That means coming by ambulance. I would do that because it would mean getting out of this house with less of a problem but I know the Beast won't agree. He's not a great believer in calling that much attention to our house.
It's going to be cold out in the morning. It's almost 6am and it's 30 degrees out. I may just put my coat on over my pajamas rather than go thru all the pain of trying to put pants on. I'll wait and see how that goes.
One awful thing happened to me and we have no idea really how long it was going on. I gather someone cloned my phone, got the number changed and even changed the billing address to one in New York! My phone could only contact Verizon. I couldn't text, make a call or get on the Internet. Verizon said my phone is one that is easily hijacked like that. The Beast thinks I should change my phone but I do happen to like having a keyboard for texting. It does, however, explain why I couldn't text my one granddaughter. I just kept getting a *Verizon is not responding* response every time I tried.
I thought it was the heavy cloud cover but I guess I had been hijacked then. If it hadn't been for a friend of mine trying to call me who also could talk to me online, it might have been a few days more before I found out. Even his fiance tried and got this message..*The number you are calling has either been changed, is not in service or has been disconnected.* Hmmm. That got my attention and I told the Beast about it. He found out about the changes and had to take my phone into Verizon in order for it to finally be fixed. This IS the second time that any of our phones had that happen to them. Perhaps the Beast is right and my phone is easier to clone due to the codes used being older ones. My phone is about 5 years old now.
Well, it's time to get this posted so I will say love you all. I hope you have a better Sunday than I will have. ***Hugs***
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