Sunday, January 03, 2010

My Broken Foot

Is there a better way than to receive the first day of the year and your foot is broken? That's what I got here! A broken left foot!

At the evening of the 1st of January, I was coming down the stairs to fetch my cell. When I was on the 3rd lat stair, I decided to skip the last two stairs and I jump. Stupidly, I fell off the stairs on the left side of my left foot. I felt a terrible pain and I knew I broke some bone there but I tried to deny that and stand again on my feet. I pulled myself together and stood again but I couldn't hold it to stand on my injured foot. I quietly went to my bedroom hopping with one leg. I convinced myself it's only a bruise and I will get better in the next day but I was wrong.

I woke up in the morning and my left foot was swollen. Nobody was home though; my father was at work, my brother and sisters were at college and my mother went shopping. Anyway, I could handle it with one leg and I brought some ointment and put some on my swollen foot and then I bandaged it. Later, my mother found out about my foot and went crazy ofcourse but I assured her that I was ok. In fact, she couldn't see how bad my foot was because it was bandaged. Anyway, my foot didn't get better as the pain and swelling didn't go away. This morning I decided to see a doc and told my mother about it who hurried to get me a taxi and drag me to the hospital.

As soon as we got there, a paramedic hurried to me with a wheelchair and asked me to sit down on it.. "No! Thank you! I can manage!" I said. but the Paramedic replied: "but your foot is injued, boy!". I didn't pay to him any attention as my mother brought me a crutch. Later, I was examined by a doc who said that I have a fracture in my instep and he sent me to an orthopaedic to splint it. The orthopaedic was very nice as he told me he's been in this field for more than 25 years. He told me that in the same year I was born, he did his 1st operation in his career. "It was terrible at those days because we were in Al Qadisiya war" he meant the Iraqi-Iranian war. "I had to splint about 20 to 30 people a day" he added. Then, he told me to come and see him again in five days. I went out to find my mother was crying! She called my father and she couldn't hold it and she cried... "What the.. Mother?! What are you doing?!" I felt ashamed and sorry for being such a clumsy son! It's my 1st time that I break some bone of me.

Anyway... Here are couple of photos:

Ok, fellas! The moral of the story is : Don't jump off the stairs!


Anonymous said...

Salamtak! I know how you feel... when I attempted suicide and got poisoned my father found my mother in tears five times in day! I felt terrible about it... but what can we do? Arab mothers are so emotionally attached to their babies... hehe :P Yallah, get well soon. Ciao! xo - Sarah

Anonymous said...

Habibi, habibi, habibi.

What shall we do with you...?

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aNarki-13 said...

salamat dude :)
it always gets better, takes time, but gets better :)

Lynnette In Minnesota said...

You jumped off the stairs and broke your foot?! and that person who kept smashing her finger are a perfect pair! :D

Take it easy, and try not to bend, smash or otherwise injure any other body parts. :)

Caesar of Pentra said...

@ Sarah,
Arab mothers are so emotionally attached to their babies.
All mothers are attached emotionally and spiritually with their babies. Thanks for ur kind wishes! :)

@ Melantrys,
It's da Mel over here! Let's have a party, lads! :P
Welcome back, dear!
Erm... what shall you do with me?! :-s... Oh, look who's behind! *runs and hides*

@ 13,
No F'in way! Anarki's here too! :-O
Thanks a lot, man! It's good to have you back! :)

@ Lynnette,
Take it easy, and try not to bend, smash or otherwise injure any other body parts.
Thanks for your advice, dudette! :)
Btw, who's she who kept smashing her fingers?! :P

Anonymous said...

That's rough, man! I remember the first time I broke a bone. My dad, a doctor, had to break it the rest of the way without any anesthetic in order to put it into a cast. Not fun...consider yourself lucky!

Don Cox said...

"The moral of the story is : Don't jump off the stairs!"

It is indeed. I'll remember that.


Get well soon.

Caesar of Pentra said...

@ Matt,
sup, fella?!
consider yourself lucky!
After the horrible scene of fracture cases I have seen in the hospital, I think I'm lucky! :)

@ Don Cox,
It is indeed. I'll remember that.
You should! :P

@ Carol,
Spamming is bad, m'kay?!

البرجوازي العراقي said...

I hope you get well soon.
Anyway, this is called cast and not splint you can check it on google pictures.

In Iraq I think we don't have splints at all!!

Ya, jumpin' the last steps and felling on the edge of a swimin' pool result in broken Tibia bone.

My best wishes for you ...

Iraqi Bourgeois