Back in the ER again

[franklanguage]

Today as I was crossing the Bowery at 4th street, I tripped and fell. No biggie, I thought—except that I couldn't get up easily. A passerby tried to help me and I insisted I was okay.

The pain made me scream, though—I couldn't help it. I got to the other side and called 911.




The operator told me to sit down on the curb while I waited. I said I couldn't; my knee was locked.

They think it's dislocated, not broken, but I'm waiting for an X-ray right now. The nurse just brought me a Motrin.

Comments

[franklanguage.livejournal.com]

I begged, and got a scrip for Percocet; I'll take ibuprofen as long as it works.

If I need something to help me sleep, the Percocet will be good for that.

[zeldakitty.livejournal.com]

I hope you can sleep on that. I had trouble with it and had to request ambien.

[franklanguage.livejournal.com]

Oh, okay; I haven't even taken any yet because melatonin is still all I seem to need.

(Ambien always strikes me as funny because I hear the way it works is that "you forget you didn't sleep.")