CaBiN FeVeR!!!

Soooooo, i was happily walking from my time clock at work on an administrative floor up to the next floor to start my shift at work and i heard this eerie "beep beep" noise. Unsure of what it was, i was walking down the hall, looking strangely left and right in search of the noise and i happened upon a water cooler (the kind that's filtered directly through the water line) and slipped on a puddle of water, spraining my ankle and falling onto the floor.


As humorous as it's not, i immediately thought, "I've fallen and i can't get up, like forreal." So as i phoned a friend, no pun intended, i saw a lady going out to the porch to smoke and she came to help me up. As i had come to the realization that i couldn't stand or walk, my friend calls me back and comes running downstairs with the supervisor and help.


That not so happy day was March 15th at 6:25am and I've been idle since. I was pushed, down the street in a wheelchair (luckily the closest hospital is less than two blocks away) and taken to the ER where i was later told i had sprained my ankle and they gave me a set of unforgiving crutches, metal crutches. Not like the wooden ones i had when i broke my ankle all those years ago when i was in the third grade.


So here i am, ten whole days later, still cannot walk, laid up and trying not to pull each strand of my hair out one by one, cause i have cabin fever. Cabin fever is defined as this:
"Cabin fever is an idiomatic term for a claustrophobic reaction that takes place when a person or group is isolated and/or shut in, for an extended period. Symptoms include restlessness, irritability, forgetfulness, laughter, and excessive sleeping. Cabin fever can also be known as a term for a lack of sexual intercourse. The word is also used humorously to indicate simple boredom from being home alone.The term was first recorded in 1918."


I think this describes me perfectly, hell maybe I'll send my picture to wikipedia and they can put me under this definition cause i am so tired of sitting here, with my leg propped up on a pillow, waiting for the swelling to go down and the ability to walk to return. I cannot walk, i cannot drive, i cannot squat to use a public restroom, i cannot cook and clean (which sounds like a good thing but it's not for someone who is so anal), i feel i cannot do anything. (insert sad face here)
(This may be TMI, but i cannot even shower, i am forced to climb in and out of the bath tub just to wash up.)


So while I run back and forth to doctor's appointments under workman's comp, I get to watch old reruns, everything I ever DVR'd and all the movies I've always wanted to see that happen to be on cable (trust me, it's not as fun as it sounds for someone who is such a busy body).


So the moral(s) of the story?
1. Don't be good and take the stairs like you always do cause its good exercise, take the damn elevator. Even if it is only one or two floors.
2. Don't always come to work on time, what does it ever get you?
3. Don't go a different way, if you have to detour cause say, your time clock isn't working, use the other time clock and then go back and go the way you always go.
4. Don't search around for odd noises or strange sounds, you're not Agatha Christie or Nancy Drew.
5. Visit your shut in friends, you never know when you might need the same.


That's all I have for now folks,
Stay alive and kicking (if you can walk)
NaughtyNurseBsn ;)