Healing vibes for my sweet Maybee, please.

[ShazzieB]

15. Poor Maybee! I hope she feels a lot better tomorrow.

I sure hope nothing's broken. I know deep tissue injuries can really fool you into thinking an injury is worse than it really is. I had one a few years years that had me convinced I'd broken something at first. Before that, I had no idea how much pain it was possible to be in without something being broken.

I might as well tell the whole story, so here goes. Before moving to our current location, my husband and I lived for several years in a complex that was very poorly managed. One of their major failings was snow removal. I think the wanker they were paying to clear the snow out of the parking lot must have been somebody's brother in law or something. I can't imagine why someone who did such a colossal lousy job was kept on year after year unless he had an "in" of some kind with the management company.

Anyhow...one winter Saturday morning, I went out to the parking lot, planning to get in my car and go someplace or other. The pavement was coated with a layer of snow that had been partially, but not completely removed. In addition, there were various "humps" where snow had been piled haphazardly here and there (because the guy who plowed it was evidently more into snow rearrangement than actual snow removal). I think it had been like that for a few days, some of which were sunny enough to melt the snow slightly, after which it all refroze, turning it all into ice. It was slippery as hell, and just before I reached my car, my feet flew out from under me and I landed on my back, slamming my left shoulder blade into one of those hard, frozen ice humps.

I thought SURE I'd broken something. Getting up without assistance was out of the question, as was even trying to sit up. Fortunately, I had my cell phone with me, so I called my husband to tell him what had happened and that I needed to go to the emergency room. He wasn't dressed yet, so it took him a few minutes to get out there. Fortunately, I was well bundled up, so lying there on the ice to wait wasn't too uncomfortable.

Once he got there, I was able to get to my feet with his help, and we headed for the emergency room. X-rays were taken, and I was sent home with painkillers and my arm in a sling, having been assured nothing was broken.

Boy, was my shoulder sore, but after wearing that sling for about a week, I was almost as good as new. From that experience, I learned that a deep tissue injury can really feel terrible when it happens but heal a lot faster than you might think. I'm hoping Maybee's injury isn't any worse than mine was and that she snaps back a lot faster than I did (which she should, since she's a healthy young lady, and I was well into my 60s at the time of my injury).

Sorry this is so long. I'd edit it down some, but it's after 1 am, and just too tired right now.