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Carol Perkins: Never miss a party!
A Sunday-after-church mishap sent her to TJ Regional ER, the x-ray revealed a serious orthopedic situation, which would have stopped all but this Metcalfe County Super Hero. Even during the post ER visit with Dr. Reddy, she had but one important thought on her mind . . the celebration of friend Connie's 70th . . . - CM
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By Carol Perkins
Smashed, Slashed, and Broken. When I slammed my thumb in my car door in the church parking lot Sunday morning that is the damage I managed to do. How could this happen? That is what I would like to know. Was there a ghost nearby who slammed that door? No, it was my own "doing."
I can't blame the wind because it was not blowing. I can't say I was distracted because I wasn't. I simply slammed the door before removing my thumb that was positioned along the rubber side. So much for the "SOFT" protection of the rubber padding.
As soon as I slammed the door and saw (and felt) what I had done, I yelled for Guy. He was behind the wheel and had no clue what I had done. Then it came to me; open the door! When I did, my poor thumb was a mess. Guy pulled out his handkerchief, I put pressure on my thumb to hold it together, and we headed for the ER. Only a few church people were in the parking lot at the time, so I'm sure they were wondering why we flew out of there as fast as an ambulance.
Thank goodness ER was almost empty. I had a birthday party for one of my best friends in Louisville at four and didn't plan to miss it if at all possible!
When the nurse practitioner, Joe Middleton, asked for an x-ray, I never thought about a broken bone. I knew I was going to have stitches, but a broken bone was another story. When Joe told me I had broken a bone in my thumb, and that he had left a message for Dr. Reddy to see if he wanted to "take me upstairs" before he sewed me up, all I could think about was missing the party. "I bet Dr. Reddy is in church," I lamented.
"He responds quickly; don't worry."
Dr. Reddy gave him to go ahead to sew me up and put a temporary cast-like thing up to my elbow. Having never broken a bone, I can now sympathize with those who have. When the nurse finished, my thumb was shaped like a "thumbs up." With a pain pill dimming the throbbing heartbeat pounding in my finger, my friend Freeda (with whom I was riding) picked me up and off we went. Guy said I was as white as a sheet.
"What in the world happened to you?" I heard from the group when we arrived. It was hard to disguise the apparatus on my arm, so I told the embarrassing story until everyone had time to tell everyone else. It is amazing once this happened to me, I have learned how many others have done the same thing. Knowing that made me feel less of a klutz.
My friend Connie had a huge surprise 70th birthday party and I didn't have to miss it. My son texted me and said, "You went?"
"Of course, I went. You know I'm not going to miss a party."
As for my thumb, Dr. Reddy took off the big cast on Monday and replaced it with a thumb splint and sent me home. "You are retired aren't you?"
Wonder how he knew!
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