The drilling didn't hurt, I was under general anaesthetic. The breakage was painful. But not nearly as painful as being prepped for surgery.
As I was lying on the slab, with my knee pointing in the wrong direction, one of the male nurses picked my leg up and smacked it into position. I almost hit the ceiling. The anaesthetist leant over me and asked me where it hurt. FFS!
All I could do was reply, weakly, "my...knee!" I bit my tongue and left out the "where the fuck do you think you stupid cow?"
Your daughter looks pretty cool about it all though! :)
Yes, do it. Get it checked out. Floating bits of bones probably not good.
Collarbone depends where you snap it, I was fortunate and did it right in the middle, best spot apparently with no need for metalwork etc. good luck to Bethany on the cast!
Aw the poor Sweetling!
I was an athlete and a tomboy when I was growing up. First broken bone was in my hand when I fell out of a tree at the age of five. Over the years I broke a few more bones, had some sprains and strains, tore some ligaments, but I fun doing it all. lol
I have my share of aches and pains from it all, but like I said, I had fun doing it all. :)
Ouch. That sounds painful. Couldn't they have given you something before doing that. Or sent you to sleep before. Sadistic bastards ;)
She's been amazing with it. She was happily watching everything they were doing, had fun having her X-Ray, didn't even complain when she was told she couldn't eat in the morning in case she needed an op. A girl who are two bacon and egg rolls for breakfast the morning before.
Ah, lucky you :) Was the on your bike? Did you make a post about it on here?
Sounds a bit like my daughter. And she was 5 last month. 5 is pretty young to be climbing trees :) So long as you have fun breaking things it's ok ;)
Can't remember if I posted but yes, on my bike. Have since dislocated the other shoulder too, which eventually turned into more of a problem actually. Bah.
Oh I had a lot of fun. We lived near a small patch of woods back then, and there was a stream running through them. I can remember coming home and my Grandmother hosing me off in the backyard, while telling me..."You're a little girl! You're not supposed to look or smell like that!"
My Mother would just start laughing and tell her it takes a lot of dirt to make a pretty flower grow.
There were days I came home so cruddy she hung up a couple tarps and made me strip in the back yard, then hosed me off before she'd let me in the house. lol
I was NOT a Barbie-Play House kind of girl. Drove my Grandmother nuts. lol
Hope she's ok for your holiday, sounds like she got off lightly considering how she fell!
I broke my wrist when I was about 8, walking to school on a winter's day. I slipped on some ice and my (then considerable) bulk went down on my wrist. I got through the school day not thinking much about it, but it was hugely swollen come home time, so we went to A&E and I had a cast on for a month.
I fractured my other wrist about 8 years ago coming off my bike; I was out riding and took a corner too quick on a gravel road, the tyres didn't get any purchase and I slid off into a wall. I had a huge bruise on my leg that covered all my shin. :)
I've also had various cracked ribs from karate and my nose busted once or twice, but no breaks. Still hurts like feck though.