Crutches & Wheelchair

What a horrigible day....
Let me count the ways.

Woke up feeling dazed... Then tried to walk..
Pain shot up my right leg.
So much pain...... I almost teared.
I wished I needn't leave my bed.........
Dialled 1777 for ambulance. My leg's officially dead.

5 minutes later..
"Hi, Sharon please"
"Yes speaking"
"Sharon, i'm Chris calling from Hope Ambulance Services. I understand you needed an ambulance"
Yes 'need's the word.
"May I know how are you related to the patient?"
"I am the patient (duh).."
"(mild surprise detected) I see. Can u describe to me your injury? You fell down? Any cuts?"
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"Ok got it. In the meantime just rest and don't move about" DUHHH i can't even if i wan to! "we'll arrive in approx 30-40 minutes. Just relax"
"Orite thanks for the help.."

Hope Ambulance Services arrived at my doorstep in the form of a lady and a man. Exactly 40 minutes. There I was, slumped on my computer chair with a super sian look on my face. They brought along a mini wheelchair that was pretty neat, with extendable handles in front and back.

I was lifted down the stairs. Just like some ancient Chinese princess en route outta the palace to somewhere.

Save this "princess"'s clad in shirt, shorts, flops and an uber swollen right leg.

Reached void deck, wheeled to ambulance. Lifted onto stretcherbed. So much pain and discomfort, wished they'd knocked me out with some injection.

Everything whizzed past in the opposite direction. Trees.... clouds.. *HONK HONK!!!!* More trees... clouds... lamposts... Rain.. *HONK!!!!!!!* "WAHLAU KNOW HOW TO GIVE WAY ANOT???? Singaporeans ah..." Clouds... Buildings. BUILDINGS!!! Finally reached the hospital....

Wheeled in a stretcherbed into the Registration area. People staring at me like I'm some alien. Some don't bother looking cos it's the norm.. Its a -hospital- for God's sake. Waddaya expect? Models catwalking in teeny bikinis?!?

Transferred to wheelchair. Admission.. Waited for 3 hours. Got in.. doc did some pressing and scanning. Its a muscle tear.

Good Lord.

"You'll have to come back for a proper scan tomorrow. I'm worried there might be blood clots in your leg, hence the swelling."
Blood clots??!?!? I thought I heard thunder and a momentary flash of dizziness.
"We're gonna discharge you. Don't move around too much, and no walking for the next 2 weeks"
Erms question. How do I get home if I'm not allowed to walk?

Loaned crutches from a neighbour. Moving around super slowly. Friends and colleagues tried cheering me up. But it's frustrating when you suddenly become a useless piece of shit. Even fetching myself a drink became a 10 minute long journey.

Now have to survive on shitloads of Anarex and some muscle relaxing gel.
Drowsy already.. must be the painkillers. Will update again tomorrow after the scan.... Hope no clots nor fracture.