
Pre Surgery X Ray taken at emergency room 20/06/2010
Hi everyone, after sustaining a Lis Franc injury I’ve decided to start my very first blog in the hope that some of us can get together and compare procedures, tips and recovery notes! Its also for me to keep track of everything as I’m sure the days will start blurring into one very quickly! After researching the crap out of this injury yesterday I know I’m in for a long, frustrating and painful haul but also keeping in mind that a lot of comments and posts on the internet will be from people that are really struggling and looking for advice. So have made a committment to stay positive!!
So it happened on Saturday 19th June 2010 at 2330. I was drunk and had been watching too much mortal kombat with my friend. Our play fights got increasingly more aggressive and my friend lifted me up and dropped me on my foot. Accidentally! I can only assume by the severity of my injury that both of us landed on my foot. It’s fairly messed up with Lis Franc fracture and lateral displacement or dislocation of the 2nd, 3rd and 4th metatarsals. So 4 taxi rides, and 2 emergency wards later began our marathon 12 hour wait in hospital. I must have seen around 5 doctors whose expressions while viewing my xrays were always enlightening. Sarcastically so of course. The wait was enhanced by some chick in the next bed who’d had her drink spiked. Even though nothing showed on her bloods. When she finally woke up after hours of people annoyingly yelling her name, she was even noisier; one of those idiots who says SHUTUP when they are expressing disbelief.
The pain was, and still is, virtually non existant, which the doctors seemed rather perplexed over after much poking and prodding. Pre xray I had convinced myself it was a strain because I still had pretty good motion. But since I was falling asleep while someone was digging driveway out of my elbow, I am hoping for an explanation of high pain tolerancy for the sake of things to come. Everyone asked if I wanted morphine, I did really want to try it but thought that pretty immature if I didn’t have any pain. Granted, alcohol has awesome pain reduction qualities but it wore off pretty soon after I saw my foot and good old realisation kicked in. Apologies to taxi drivers 1&2. Guess we’ll see after surgery, thats when its most sore right? I came out with a prescription for 5mg Endone which I’ll hopefully pick up today. I’ve been on Ibuprofen and Nurofen which seem to be all I need so far.
This all happened in Surfer’s Paradise, Gold Coast Australia. I was due to fly back home to Hamilton, New Zealand 2 days later. One doctor said theres no way that would happen cause I would need emergency surgery. When the orthopedic surgeon arrived at 9:30am he cleared me to go home in my half cast (apparently you can’t fly in a full cast in case of swelling). !!!
!!!!. A few documents and a pair of crutches and I was in the car for a 2hr trip back to the Gold Coast. I’ve called my airline, I’m hoping for a sympathy upgrade to First Class but hey, this is Pacific Blue we’re talking about
I’ve never broken a bone or had surgery and now I get both. I turn 27 tomorrow. Hooray for drunken escapades!!!!