No Better, Thank You

30 Oct

It will be two weeks on Monday since I fell and banged my head on the concrete floor. It has bled sporadically since then, mostly little drops on the pillow case, but this morning I started to bleed in earnest.

The Squire hustled me down to the local Doc-in-a-Box for a look-see. Not only was it considerably faster and more personal, but you could ask for a cup of java and somebody would bring you one! Coffee, a warm blanket, and my book – almost as good as home. Once I saw the doctor I explained that while I understand the elderly (there, I said it!) do heal more slowly, this had been going on long enough, thank you very much, and could he possible lance this thing and drain it. He palpated my poor cranium and agreed that it felt mushier than it should, but lancing was considered surgery and that wasn’t something they could do there. However, he would try to suction out some of the blood to ease the pressure.

First there was an injection of Lidocaine, and then he tried to draw the blood. Unfortunately, it was mostly a big clot, and he wasn’t able to do much with it. I think he was as disappointed as I was. “I figured I’d be able to fill this syringe for you.” He admitted a large needle would have perhaps been more effective, but it would have also been even more painful, and it was bad enough as it was. Not exactly as bad as a toothache, but close. He suggested I get back in touch with my GP, and see if he can suggest a plastic surgeon to work on this mess.

He put a massive compress on my lump and then started to wind an ace bandage around my head. The bandage was elastic and kept riding up, until we got the giggles. He finally gave me a stack of gauze pads and sent me on my way.

The Squire took me across the street to eat at IKEA but they are remodeling their dining room, so we headed over to Panera instead. I had a bowl of Pumpkin Bisque and a Fiji apple salad, while The Squire indulged in a cheese steak sandwich.

So back home and still oozing, and I start work on Monday, so I don’t know how long I’m going to have to deal with this mess. I’ll take some Tylenol and put my pants on my head, and see how it goes.

2 Responses to “No Better, Thank You”

  1. Garfield Hug October 31, 2021 at 7:56 am #

    I am sorry this is still a mess! I hope you can get to the hospital and have it sorted. Over here in Lil Red Dot, it can be immediately sorted as risks are there for seniors. I do worry for you. Do consider going to the hospital and having it sorted. Take care and get well soon.

  2. Judy Kawaja October 31, 2021 at 11:23 am #

    o gheez- i didn’t think that felt right!!! Please take care

    Sent from my iPhone


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