Posted: 1/6/2013 10:58:56 AM EDT
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I took an acrobatic tumble down my stairs Thursday night and heard my left foot break. I called for my wife to come downstairs. She heard me fall and came down the stairs. I told her what happened. I stood up and walked up the stairs. She did not think that I had broken my foot. I insisted that I had broken it. She didn't think that I had, because it didn't look like I was in much pain. I told her that I could handle a lot of pain and that it was painful but not unbareable.
After I soaked the foot in ice cold water and extremely hot water back and forth for an hour, I wrapped the foot in an Ace bandage and went to bed. The next morning, I removed the Ace bandage and showered. My wife took me to a podiatrist. The doctor was shocked that I walked in after he saw my x-rays. He asked me if I had pain along the metacarpal bone that connect my little toe to the heel. I told him that I had some pain and that was the area that I thought was broken. It popped a lot when I walked. He said that I should have a lot of pain there because the bone was shattered and broken in at least three places. He told me that the injury was beyond his abilities as a surgeon and sent me to another podiatrist. I bent over and started to put my shoe on. He couldn't believe it. I limped out of his office, trying to not add to the injury. Before I left he asked me if I wanted any pain meds and I told him that the pain did not bother me. (I know. You should always get meds when they are offered.) The second doctor who I saw was just as shocked. The second doctor indicated that I require permanent screws and a metal plate to correct the injury. The second doctor wrapped my foot in a compression wrap and I left his office in a wheelchair to get to my car. He too offered me meds and I told him that I didn't need them. A friend of mine had a similar injury last tear, although not as bad as mine. He could not believe that I was not taking pain meds. I have had so many blown knee injuries, lower back pain (degenerative disks), plantar faciatis (for 30 years without complaining to a docotor) and a frozen shoulder after a fall on ice last year going up a steep ramp, that I seem to be able to suck up pain. I remember blowing my left knee out during grass drills in the sand pit in Army basic training two weeks before graduation. The surgeon at the fort brought in interns to show them how bad a knee injury can be. He popped my knee in and out of joint several times to show them the seriousness of the injury. The thought of what he was doing bothered me more than the pain that he was inflicting. A week later, the senior drill sargeant told me to tear off my profile tag, so I could complete the 21 mile full gear (70lbs) march in order to graduate. There was some running involved and a lot of rough terrain at Fort Sill, OK. I completed the 21 miles with full gear on a blown knee. I can remember how large the knee was after the march. It was painful, but nothing that was going to kill me. I am sure others out there have similar stories. Pain to me seems to be a state of mind. Facing surgery and a lengthy recoveyr, I am sure that I will be spending more time on AR15.COM Ron |
| I broke my arm as a kid and the only tme it hurt was when the doctor set it. My two boys were the same way when they broke their arms my youngest broke both bones at the wrist on his right arm and it looked like they were about to poke though the skin he said it didn't hurt at all. However he was in alot of pain when he broke his coller bone but it only bother him when he try to put on a shirt. |
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Broke my right foot bone around two years ago. Was 4th of July weekend (start of). Walked around on it all weekend.
FINALLY, after getting off of it for a couple of hours, I couldn't put weight on it and it ballooned to twice its size. That was the point I went to the ER (at the Mrs.' insistence, they couldn't do anything so it was just walking in and paying $800 and walking out, essentially). |
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I didn't think that going to the ER would do me any good either except to lighten my wallet. That's why I wrapped my foot and went to bed. I knew that I could see a specialist the following day. While I agree with your decision in this particular instance, some of your other "pain tolerance" type incidents..............make my mind wobble. |