Fall fall-out ……



I’m writing this one handed due to dislocating and breaking my left ring finger in spectacular style a few days ago.

I was going to the loo when I lifted my left foot to take a step into the bathroom. My body went forward in anticipation of taking the step but my left foot refused to cooperate and stayed resolutely where it was! As a result, I fell forward and put my left hand out to grab hold of the sink and the next thing I knew I was sat on the floor with my finger pointing in grotesque directions, unable to get up again.

Luckily I didn’t really need a wee otherwise I could have been sitting in a puddle (oh the humiliation)

This happened at around 3.00pm and no one was due back till 4.30 so I began to panic. My phone was in my bag in the hall and I was worried about trying to shuffle to it, nursing my gammy hand. I feebly shouted, “help” but knew no one could hear me and I grew increasingly anxious about what I was going to do. My main worry was the inevitable need for the loo with no prospect of being able to heave myself up.

This went on for about 45 minutes and then I heard a key in the front door and my Mum appeared like a knight in shining armour! She lives next door and has a key and had popped round to see if I wanted a cup of tea! What a hero.

Due to not being able to get up we figured we’d need an ambulance so Mum called them and arranged for my brother to collect my children. I tearfully briefed my husband and waited for the ambulance to arrive.

My Mums gardeners helped heave me off the floor so I could have a wee so by the time the First Response Vehicle turned up I was at least sure I wouldn’t wet myself!

I won’t go into graphic detail about the treatment I received but 3 hours later I was back home with my beloved rings cut off but my fingers straight again and strapped up.

The problems came the next morning when I got up. I felt so sorry for myself and was tearful and blue. I was terrified of having a shower in case I fell again and just wanted to stay in bed with the covers over my head. I feel like I’ve lost my mojo and only feel safe at home. This is ironic given that I fell at home but it’s just the way I feel.

How do I get my confidence back? How do I feel able to get on with life like I was doing last week? Any advice from MSers would be tearfully appreciated.




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