When It Rains, It Pours.

My Adam was taking the garbage out and he fell. How did he fall? Well, taking the garbage out here is like being in an obstacle course. The bins were moved a little over a year ago to the space in between our apartment and the building next door.  There is no official path. The ground is uneven with a few rock slabs placed here & there, grass, dirt and when it rains, mud. There are grates under windows that jut out to half the width of the path.

There are little bombs of dog poop from a lazy ass owner from next door who doesn't pick up after their dog. (Ya, I know it's you kid with the little white Bichon Frise. I hear you out there encouraging your dog to, " Pee. Pee........Pee. Pee. Pee.......Pee")

Living next to a park with a creek, there are also critters.  We hear the Raccoons opening and closing the bins at night.  Random food that missed the garbage cans has little critter teeth marks in it.  I never take the garbage out without coming back in & scrubbing my hands like a surgeon preparing for surgery.

Once Adam opened a big bin and there was a baby Raccoon in it.  He opened it & placed it on its side so the little fella could escape back to the safety of his house in the trees with his Mommy.

Anyway, back to Adam.  So he fell and went head/shoulder first into the wall of the building next door.  He had a bump on the back of his head and a really sore right shoulder. It was his foot that hurt him the most.  We called TeleHealth Ontario and followed their instructions to ice & elevate it. After 3 days he couldn't walk.  We woke up super early to make it to the ER Dept at 6am to beat the rush.  He broke his right foot in 3 places!  Metatarsals # 2, 3 & 4!  Holy Jebus Cripes! He came home with a big ass cast and an appointment at the Fracture Clinic the following week.

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Adam also cut his lower left leg.  After getting the cast and hopping around on his left leg, it blew up. It got swollen and red and hot.  We thought he had the flu.  He was feverish, nauseous and all around felt like a bag of shit. He delayed his Fracture Clinic appointment for 2 days to get over the hump of the flu.  By the time he went, his left leg was causing him severe pain, he could hardly walk.  After the Fracture Clinic appointment for his right foot, he went right back to ER for his left leg.

Turns out it was a nasty infection. Cellulitis to be exact. So bad that he needed to be put on IV medication for 10 days.  He got a Homecare nurse visit daily being that he was pretty much a gimp & couch/bedridden. She was great and it made me appreciate even more than I already do, our amazing Healthcare system here in the Great White North eh!

The IV came out on Saturday so now he's on oral meds for 10 days.  His broken foot is healing well. The Cellulitis is healing but really gross. He has a section the size of a fried egg that looks part zombie rotting flesh and parts sunburn peeling skin. To add to it, it's itchy as hell. He mocks me as I tell him that's a sign it's healing!

Note to Self et Al:  Your Health is your Wealth.