Break a Leg

Among her many accomplishments, Mrs. Widds is an actor. Unfortunately the customary ‘well-wishing’ phrase had another meaning for her the other day. She fell and landed on her bum, forearm, and foot, not necessarily in that order.

She got back on her feet, shaken but seemingly none-the-worse for wear. Yesterday we went to a local walk-in clinic (her family doctor was unavailable) because her foot was so sore she could hardly walk on it.

She had x-rays which showed a fractured metatarsal, (the one connected to her little toe) and is now fated to wear one of these for the next couple of weeks …

I wonder if we could repurpose it as a ski boot?

I wonder if we could repurpose it as a ski boot?

That wasn’t the worst part of the adventure. This was:

The doctor forgot to sign the requisition for the x-rays, which we only discovered when we got to the local hospital to have them taken … back to the clinic we drove, thankfully only a few minutes away, but still a tortuous process for a woman with  fractured bones. 

After the x-rays at the hospital, it was back to the clinic to hear the results (fractured metatarsal) from the same doctor, who then offered Mrs Widds a choice of plaster-of-paris cast or the above pictured boot cast. The doctor filled out a prescription for the boot and off we went to the drugstore affixed to the hospital which has all manner of medical devices, (that I found both fascinating and macabre) wherein we found the doctor had put a complete stranger’s personal information on Mrs Widds paperwork.

By this time both of us were quite testy! After a few moderately loud (we were in a public place after all) W.T.F!!!!!!! ‘s, and %$#@#$$%%#@ ‘s from both of us, Mrs Widds got the clinic front staff to fax an accurate copy of the paperwork to the drug store front staff.

The final insult was the boot turning out to be twice as expensive as the doctor advised.

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Moral of the story #1: Read the fine print!!! – we usually do, but I think we were both a bit shocked that what seemed like a simple fall resulted in broken bones.

Moral of the story #2: Front staff are awesome.

We stopped at our local library to stock up on books for the patient to wallow in. (several bag-fulls of which can be seen in the above ‘booted’ picture)

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Non-related picture – our Autumn tree is now naked!

That’s frost on the ground, not snow. Le sigh.

That’s frost on the ground, not snow. Le sigh.