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And the day started off rather well, too. The 4th Sunday in Lent, Laetare Sunday. The Sunday of Joy, liturgical colour: pink...I went to Mass in my new church, amazed to find the church choc-a-bloc. The morning Mass was devoted to the commemmoration of the 28 Belgian and Dutch children and teachers who died in a bus accident after their school skiing trip in Switzerland earlier in the week, and was attended by some 800 people, as well as the Belgian ambassador and a representative of the Dutch government. The radio and TV news were there as well. After Mass, I got roped into the Welcome Desk team, and later that afternoon, when I returned for the Stations of the Cross (a devotional procession around the church), was asked to act as second reader. Everyone liked my reading and and I was told they could do with another lector on the roster.

That evening though, I went to change a lightbulb in the living room, and ended up in A&E.

I knew that stepladder was past its sell-by date. And yet I chose to use it...It collapsed beneath me and I fell with some considerable and frightening speed, hitting the side of my face hard on the parquet flooring. There was blood everywhere, streaming off my face from a gash in my lip and the inside of my mouth. I got to my knees rather painfully (I'd banged them hard and all), and went to see what damage I had done to myself. The cold water I splashed on my face eventually drained away pink more than red, and what I saw convinced me I'd better go to hospital. I grabbed my keys and went to bang on my downstairs neighbour's door, asking him to drive me to A&E.

Of course, it was busy when we got there, and we were stuck in a treatment room waiting to be seen for two hours, before I told him to go home to his wife and I would call for him to come pick me up again when I was done. He'd hardly left or a resident appeared, apologising for the delay. I told her that was quite alright, and listed my injuries: two of my upper teeth knocked out, a great big tear across the roof of my mouth, and an upper lip that had split right through. Although I looked a fright, I didn't think I'd broken any facial bones, which she, having a look, could confirm. Then she left me for another hour to consult with the otolaryngologist and the emergency dentist, after which she returned to tell me they'd decided that the injury to the palate would probably heal best on its own, that the emergency dentist would be willing to do some emergency repairs but had quite a backlog to clear that night and recommended I ring my own dentist in the morning, and that all she needed to do now was stitch my lip. Which she did beautifully, even if she did warn me that I'd probably have a scar as the cut had gone right through the vermillion zone.

So now I'm at home, after a wakeful night, waiting with a hurty, swollen, black and blue face for my dentist to get to work...


( 27 Speak Like A Child — Shout To The Top )
Mar. 19th, 2012 08:13 am (UTC)
Oh my goodness you poor thing!
Mar. 19th, 2012 08:28 am (UTC)
Yes, I am, rather, aren't I :(
Mar. 19th, 2012 08:29 am (UTC)
Poor you! Sending good wishes your way...
Mar. 19th, 2012 12:03 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Mar. 19th, 2012 08:51 am (UTC)
Ow! You're lucky it wasn't worse.

Get better soon!
Mar. 19th, 2012 12:06 pm (UTC)
I am so lucky, I know. Yet at the same time, I could do without this sort of luck, if you know what I mean ;-)
Mar. 19th, 2012 09:13 am (UTC)
Hope it heals quickly and also your banged up knees, because that can be bad as well. :(
Mar. 19th, 2012 12:11 pm (UTC)
They were fine last night - well, chafed and hurty, but basically, fine. This morning, though...they're black and blue, and painful and stiff, and walking is quite a challenge - but I think it's just that they're bruised quite badly. The kneecaps are still in their proper place, as far as I can tell, and the cross ligaments don't feel as if they've sustained any injury.

I will watch them, though, over the coming days.
Mar. 19th, 2012 12:29 pm (UTC)
Ouch. That sounds *most* unpleasant for you. Hope you heal well and speedily!
Mar. 19th, 2012 03:39 pm (UTC)
That sounds *most* unpleasant for you.

Mostly, it feels like I'm the world's biggest wally ;-)

Thanks, though.
Mar. 19th, 2012 01:27 pm (UTC)
Oh, ouch! *gentle hugs*
Mar. 19th, 2012 03:40 pm (UTC)
Thanks, J.
Mar. 19th, 2012 02:27 pm (UTC)
Yow! I hope you get all patched up well and soon.
Mar. 19th, 2012 03:41 pm (UTC)
Thank you kindly!
Mar. 19th, 2012 05:05 pm (UTC)
Oh my goodness - poor H - you do look as if the floor won the contest.

Were they able to put the teeth back in and hope they re-root?
Mar. 20th, 2012 11:21 am (UTC)
Well, one has been put back; but I appear to have swallowed the other one. I've got another appointment at the dentist's in a fortnight - by that time hopefully he'll be able to tell whether the graft took.
Mar. 19th, 2012 07:37 pm (UTC)
You poor boo!
Mar. 20th, 2012 11:22 am (UTC)
Mar. 23rd, 2012 12:18 pm (UTC)
OMG! I'm just in shock here. What an awful, scary experience. We're so fragile when it comes down to it, skin so easy to tear, bones to break.

I'm so so sorry you had to go through this :;cuddles::
Mar. 23rd, 2012 01:35 pm (UTC)
What an awful, scary experience.

It was, rather. Esp. when I was still falling. It happened so quickly, and yet it seemed like I had all the time in the world to think and plan how I was going to land...but not enough time to actually carry out my plans.
Mar. 23rd, 2012 01:55 pm (UTC)
I somehow missed reading this at the time. How awful! I hope you heal soon.
Mar. 23rd, 2012 03:40 pm (UTC)
That's quite alright; and thank you! It looks like it may be a while before I can show my face again, but it could so easily have been worse, I think.
Mar. 24th, 2012 02:23 pm (UTC)
Oh, my GOD. That is terrible! All your teeth will be retained, yes? You poor baby. I imagine it'll be soft food for you for a while. (I thought MY ladder accident was bad, but it's nothing compared to yours!)
Mar. 24th, 2012 03:01 pm (UTC)
I imagine it'll be soft food for you for a while.

I imagine so :(.

I never had a dazzlingly bright Hollywood smile; but I still had my own, strong teeth and was rather proud of that fact. Now, I'll have to wait and see whether the eye tooth my dentist managed to put back will have re-rooted by mid-April, but the premolar next to it? is gone, gone, gone...I will need a false tooth to replace it :(.
Mar. 24th, 2012 03:10 pm (UTC)
Oh, I am so sorry. But at least you didn't break your neck! It could have been so much worse.

((hugs you very gently))
Mar. 26th, 2012 09:48 pm (UTC)
Oh my gosh! I'm so glad you're okay!!
Mar. 27th, 2012 11:13 am (UTC)
I share your opinion, really ;-)
( 27 Speak Like A Child — Shout To The Top )
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