DAY 2
When I woke up, I confirmed that I had ruptured my right AT last night. It was not the night dream, unfortunately. As far as I sat on the sofa with my right leg up, it didn’t hurt. I could move the toes up and down slowly with no pain.
However, later the evening I felt numbness in the big toe. The edge of the half cast was pressing my foot. I tried to lower my big toe as much as could while sitting on the sofa to release the pressure. I went to bed about 11 pm. I was so sleepy, since I couldn’t sleep well last night because of the nausea caused by the laughing gas (and shock from the injury?) . At night I was woken up many times by massive pains in the foot, especially in my big toe. I changed my sleeping position to avoid further pains and struggled all the night.
DAY 3
Early in the morning I got up in tears and sat down on the sofa. I put up my foot higher than the heart, but the pains didn’t go away. My husband woke up a little later and came to check on me. "How are you feeling?", he asked. No word came out of my mouth because of the pains and worries. I explained the problem to him and burst into crying. He checked the cast and my toes and we decided to call the Orthopedic Outpatient to request re-casting. I had to walk down the many stairs with a crutch again (from the 3rd floor, in USA 4th floor), but it didn’t discourage me to go to the hospital.
I saw a doctor in the afternoon. Before seeing him, I was taken to the cast room in a wheel chair. There were two technicians (I still don’t know how to call them!). One of them asked me what’s wrong with the cast and I explained. He told me that they didn’t have professionals for casting at their A&E and that’s why I got the half cast which was not appropriate for the ATR.
A doctor walked into the room and I repeated the same thing. The half cast was removed immediately and two red spots were observed around the root of my big toe. When the doctor touched them, tears welled up in my eyes. The pains gradually eased down. The technician put a glass fiber cast gently on my foot/leg and gave me a candy! I suppose I looked so poor to his eyes. The new cast was comfortable with round edges. It covered around the foot/leg (under the knee) and my AT was not exposed anymore. Here is a question. Why didn’t I get the proper cast in the first place? A English friend of mine told me that this was because I was treated at A&E. To me and my husband, it didn’t make sense. Casting should be done properly in the first place at any hospitals.
On this visit, I think the doctor spent 3-4 minutes with me in total. After the initial cast was removed, he looked at my AT and said that it was ruptured. Nothing new to me. He then told me to make an appointment in 4 weeks time and walked away in haste without giving me a chance to ask questions. I think I looked puzzled then. This visit was supposed to be an opportunity to hear about my treatment protocol, wasn’t it?
The technician helped me to move from the chair used for casting to the wheel chair. He showed me how to insert a crutch under the seat to make a space to put my injured foot on it. This nice chap then told me to bring a shoe for my ATR foot with me to my next appointment so that they could prepare wedges to put onto the shoe. I wanted to know more about the suggested supporting gears but didn’t have time to ask questions because the next patient was coming into the room.
I went home in my husband’s car where the long stairs were waiting for me. My arm muscles are not strong and pushing up the crutch to carry up my body is more demanding than going down. As far as there is a rail to hold on to, I think going down with one crutch is much easier.
With the new cast, smiles are back on my face!
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