Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Not so fun summer adventures

This summer has already been full of adventures. We have moved to Missoula MT for Dave's internship and have been staying with my very kind aunt and uncle while we found a place to live. Well, we found a place a bit closer to town and living with a friend of a cousin. He has a big house right on the river and didn't want any rent for the summer, just some chores done to make his house sell-able. So today we were moving into his house which has these stone stairs that are jagged on the edge. These stairs are pretty sketch, they're tiny and Dave has to duck to go down them. I have been worried about Preslee and these stairs, but we have a baby gate to keep her off of them, so I thought it wouldn't be big deal.

So before Dave had to go to work, we moved a few things in. We were getting ready to leave and I grabbed Preslee and headed up the stairs. Well I started to trip and these stairs are so hard that I just wanted to make sure Preslee was OK and out of the way. So as I was falling, I set Preslee down on the second to the top stair and didn't have time to break my own fall at all. I hit my left knee hard on the jagged edge of the stairs. It just felt like I scraped my knee pretty bad like when you fall off a bike on the asphalt, so I hobbled up the rest of the stairs. Dave heard it and came running inside. I handed him Preslee as I looked down at my knee. When I saw my jeans starting to get soaked with blood, I knew it was more than a scrape. I peeled up my jeans and saw a bright red line. I thought "Oh that's not too bad" but Dave had a different reaction. He said "OK! Let's go! Don't look at it!" He ran and got some paper towels for me to press on the scratch and stop the bleeding, ran out to the car and got Preslee in her car seat, ran back and cleaned up the blood soaked floor. I said "oh its not that bad, let's just see if we can find a bandaid." Dave looked at me and said "No, Karlee, you need stitches. We need to get into the car right now and go to the hospital." Then I peeled off the wad of paper towels and looked a little better. After that, I knew my argument was null and void. I needed stitches... bad.

So after driving 30 mins to a quick care, we found out that they didn't take insurance. Drove 10 more mins to another family office, they don't take Idaho insurance, ended up in the ER getting stitches. The doctor started stitching me up and then decided that it was so deep that he needed to consult the orthopedic surgeon to make sure he was doing it right. Then came back, undid the stitch he already did and put a few internal stitches and five external stitches in it. By this time, I was starting to get feeling back and could feel when he poked me with the needle, so he also had to use super glue to stitch me up. He told me I have to see the orthopedic surgeon tomorrow to make sure everything was OK.

Alright so here's the pictures. Warning: they are fairly gruesome. Stop reading now if you're squeemish.

Waiting in the ER
Close up
In the hospital, feeling good... kinda.
More ouchiness....

All stitched up and waiting for the orthopedic surgeon tomorrow. 

I'll keep all of you updated with how it's going. Meanwhile, we'll move all of our stuff into the house with the crappy stairs and just camp out downstairs, going up and down as little as possible. Haha... And try to keep up with a one year old while I'm supposed to be on crutches. Oi.

1 comment:

  1. that is awful karlee! i hope your knee is doing much better now!