When I came to, I called Bob and said I need you to come home. He said he knew, Cecil had called him. I told him I thought I had broken my wrist. I don't think I hung up the phone. I passed out again. When I woke up again, there he was, kneeling next to me. He asked me what I thought we should do, I said I wasn't sure, so call my cousin who was an EMT. I must have closed my eyes because when I next opened them, DK was there as well as Dent. DK said 'You are going to have to go to the hospital in an ambulance, sweetheart.' I said, 'I know, but would you promise me something. Would you give me Versed so I won't remember being moved? I broke my wrist and at some point it is really going to start hurting.' He said, 'Are you sure you broke your wrist?' and I said I was. So he wanted to check my sugar. About that time, the ambulance came. I don't remember much after that. Wonderful Versed. I woke up every once in a while to 'Honey what drugs are you allergic to?' and I remember saying, 'Fentanyl and ...' then I'd hear, 'yes sweetie we know, but what else?' 'Ask he...' 'Which he?' 'You know...he?' Then I'd go to sleep again. Well they had a problem with 'he' because there was DK, Dent, and Bob none of which were in the ambulance with me, lol. Finally, in the ER a nurse came in again and she said, 'Sweetie, what are you allergic to?' 'Fentanyl and ... ' 'Yes, Sweetie we know but what else?' 'Please ask he...' 'Which he?' Just then Bob walked in ... and I cried 'HE!' So the nurse turned to him as he walked over to me and took my right hand. I had tears running down my face, I was so frustrated. So the nurse, asked him who he was and then started answering the questions. He asked me if I was in pain. When I said yes, the nurse ran out of the room and I don't remember anything else for a week. Honestly!
Apparently, I broke the big bone and it then slid into the little bone and sliced it in two. I was taken immediately into surgery. They fixed my bones, which were a hair from my wrist, they put in a plate with 4 screws. 4 very long screws. Screws so long that they are now causing me problems, but that is for later. I am so surprised that this didn't bring the RSD/CRPS back! The Doctor was shocked at how fast I healed, how well the bones knit together, so that at the end of 8 weeks they couldn't even see the break.
So now I was back in therapy again. This time it was with a different clinic. Now because of my experience with the RSD/CRPS, I already knew the exercises to do for my wrist and was already doing them when I went to therapy. They were painful, but I wanted to get my wrist back to full capacity. I also wanted to figure out why my knees were giving out, but none of the doctors seemed to be worried about that! I hadn't found the right doctor. I hadn't found the right therapist. I also hadn't found the right nutrition. I still had a lot of research to do.
I was so frustrated that I kept getting these difficulties. I kept getting sick, so obviously my immune system had a major problem. It was time to research that! I kept breaking things. What was up with that? I was not a happy camper!