Up until 4:00 on Sunday I’d made it 39+ years without a) breaking a bone b) visiting an ER for me and c) riding in an Ambulance.
Now I’ve accomplished all three!
On Sunday I was at my parent’s place on Lake Miltona. My dad had setup a “zip line” that ran from a tree near the beach out into the water to a rig attached to our boat lift.
The idea is simple: Climb up the ladder, grab the handle, go for a ride, land with a splash at the end.
Sounds fun, eh? No? Hmm… well I suppose you’d have to be there.
It was fun… until the cable broke while I was mid-ride.
I fell about 5 ~ 6 ft down onto the beach landing on the water’s edge. The handle hit my head and cut me a little. But as started to get up, I looked at my foot and… it wasn’t pointing the way its supposed to point (it looked like a bad football injury.. the kind they won’t show replays of :-/ ). I knew I wasn’t going anywhere.
After a nice ride in the ambulance and a warm welcome in the ER I learned that I’d broken my fibula and dislocated my foot (well… one look at my foot at that much was obvious).
The excellent doctor at the hospital gave me some “happy-forget” medicine and put everything back in place, wrapped me in a splint and then sent me on my way.
There was potential that I might need surgery to have a plate put in, but after visiting an orthopedic specialist yesterday it appears that I’m very lucky and things should heal up just fine.
Looks like I’ll be in a cast for 4 to 6 weeks. Fortunately, I’m not in any pain. I’m being very careful, but… so far, so good. Its nothing like I thought it might be.
The biggest issue is the inconvenience of hobbling around on crutches and having to cancel my big trip I was leaving on this week.
On the plus side… I should have plenty of time for Ruby, Objective-C, and other technical pursuits…