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Out of Commission (For Now) :: 2010-01-25 02:38:11 EST :: posted by Mystic
A matter of bad luck, or fate, I've been spending the last month trying to figure it out. Let me fill you in on exactly what I'm talking about. It was a cold icy winter evening of December 28th, 2009, I was just getting out of work, and I walked to the edge of the building and saw my bus coming down the street. I was on the other side of the street, so I flagged down the driver, and she stopped and waited for me at the new bus stop that was created just two months earlier. It took a construction company all summer long to carve out the stop to make it safer (supposedly) for pedestrians. I crossed the street and onto the sidewalk, and turned to board the bus, and I must have hit some really slippery black ice. I slipped and fell onto the ground. I really thought nothing of it, since I didn't feel any pain, I felt mostly embarrassed. So I tried to get up, and I fell right back down, I couldn't even get up!!! I then started to freak out! The driver put the bus in park and climbed down the stairs to give me a hand, I managed to climb onto the stairs, and then looked at my left foot, and realized that it was pointing in the WRONG DIRECTION!!! The driver asked if I needed an ambulance, and after looking at my foot, I said ofcourse. The dispatcher came on and said it would take atleast 20 minutes and it would be inconvenient or something along those lines, things were pretty blurry by then. After waiting a few minutes, by this time a second bus pulled up behind. I was on a route 23, (rush hour bus) and the bus behind was a 32 (regular service bus). Since the bus I was in was scheduled to end the route at the hospital (how convenient), I said look, how about I just ride to the end of the line at the hospital, and she was like, fine, and the driver of the second bus told everyone to get off the bus we'd make an express run to the hospital. People on the bus infact grumbled about getting off and asking how they would get to their destination on the 32, she explained to get a mini-bus at the mall and take the 33 (local route) to their stop. 2 people outright refused to get off, and so we made two stops along the way to the hospital and made several short turns to skip the traffic and took the highway the rest of the way to the hospital. We pulled up to the front entrance of the hospital, and we parked just past the regular bus stop just before the loop to enter the hospital emergency entrance, and the driver parked the bus and she ran inside and brought out a wheelchair and physically lifted me up (!) and carried me down the stairs and into the chair and drove me into the hospital! We signed in and I waited to be looked at the triage section, and I thanked her so much, and apologized for making her late for her next departure, and she said, "I don`t care, I just have the Kahnawake run after and nobody usually rides that departure anyhow". I thanked her again, she was really so nice! I'm not sure what else I could have done, I was pretty much a dead-weight and couldn't even walk! I spent the evening in the hospital getting x-rays and they temporarily wrapped up the ankle. Two weeks after, several more x-rays and lots of doctors poking my ankle, we found that I had infact shattered 3 of the main bones that held the ankle onto the leg and it would require surgery to fix the broken bones back into place. So now is the 25th of January, I'm still in a temporary cast, and awaiting another doctor's visit to see if they can remove the staples that they put on the week before to close up the incision where they operated. I can't say that it was the most comfortable experience, and when I looked at it for the first time, I pretty much passed out from the sight of it. I'm still in a lot of pain and probably will be for quite some time to come. I've been prescribed several narcotics to help ease the pain, including Morphine and Demerol as well as lighter doses including Tylenol that I can take between doses. I'm going to find out soon when I can get my real cast, and according to the doctor, that even after it heals, it still could take me 3-6 months to get back to normal walking again! This plus several visits to a physiotherapist and lots of exercise. This is going to be a long "walk" back to recovery so to speak. So for my bus sightings, the last bus I was on was on December 28th, 2009. And it was CITSO #855, and thanks again to the nice driver who was able to help me out...
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