Cast
6am starts have never been, are not and never will be welcomed in TommyLand. If I could pay money to never have to be woken early, I would.
I was awake that early because I was due in Cappagh Hospital at 9am for surgery. The car journey up passed in a haze of trying to sync videos to my iPhone and listening to music.
We arrived into the hospital around 08:45 and were shown to the day ward where we waited for the surgeon to call me. I changed into their hospital gown and passed the time watching Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (about halfway through now — very good movie) At about 11:20, I was called by the nurse. In true House style, I was brought down to the OR on a gurney. Not at speed though and not while Foreman, Chase, Cameron, Thirteen, Kutner or Taub briefed me about my condition. Hrrmph.
I waited outside the OR for a moment and slipped off my shoes and socks. Then it was time to go in. I was due to get cortisone injections into the patella tendon to relieve pain. I’d also have that leg put in a cast to prevent me from using it too much in the weeks following the injections.
The injections themselves made me really nauseous for a few minutes until one of the nurses brought me a glass of water, then it subsided. Apart from that, I’d no ill effects. I was wheeled back to the ward where I had some bread and jam and got dressed. After that it was learning what was the most effective hobbling method on the two crutches.
I slept a bit on the way down from Dublin (am home now) which was nice and should reset my body clock somewhat. I have all of tomorrow to get used to the cast and then it’s Wexford for the weekend! Seriously looking forward to that.
The cast is for 6 week and extends from mid-thigh to ankle. I can still wear the same clothes and shoes while it’s on, which is handy.
I’m going to miss drumming for 6 weeks. :( Although I do have a solution in mind it’s a bit of a pipe dream. It involves double bass pedals and bricks.
Shall also miss swimming, but that’s harder to work around.

Isn’t it strange how they always ask you to arrive at the hospital at some ungodly hour and then you sit around for hours waiting for something to happen?
Enjoy the weekend and go easy on those crutches!
steph
19 Feb 10 at 1:16 pm