Did I post about my trip to Vidant trauma center?

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I can't remember if I did or not - because, well, lotsa drugs.
Anyway, I slipped and fell off a roof a couple of weeks ago while doing some work for a friend. Ended up with a compound fracture of my forearm and a dislocated shoulder. I was by myself, but had my phone in my pocket and was able to call 911. Fire department had to fish me out of the shrubbery on a backboard for a ride to the local Wilson E.R., then transported to Vidant Greenville trauma center. Spent a couple of days in the hospital and here's some pictures of the results. Within a 3 hour period, I was given 4 different painkillers - Fentanyl ketamine, morphine, and Propofol. My gold cape didn't work and my 'chute failed to deploy. 20191127_133325.jpg 20191110_093810.jpg
 
Holy Crap! Glad you made it out alive!

Thanks for the reminders -- don't fall off roofs, try not to work alone (big one for me), keep the dialer handy...

Hope you get back to 100% quickly.
I have always made it a point to keep my cell phone with me inside a snapped or button ed pocket whenever I work alone, even if I'm working on the ground. You never know when you may cut yourself really bad or stumble and break something up.

I am indeed thankful to the good Lord that I am alive. I was falling backwards and was rotating around and ended up Landing all my upper left back and actually hit so hard that I felt my spine and neck crack. If I had had another 12 inches to fall I imagine I would have been a goner because I would have landed on my head.
 
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Ok, now that all the care and concern is outta the way, the real question is: How come they didn't incorporate a Picatinny rail in that off-side back-up club? ;) The accessory possibilities are nigh unto endless.
 
I am glad it wasn’t worse. Sounds like an ordeal. Smart thinking about the cell phone, I am bad to keep mine in a loose jacket pocket. Hope you have a speedy recovery!
 
Ok, now that all the care and concern is outta the way, the real question is: How come they didn't incorporate a Picatinny rail in that off-side back-up club? ;) The accessory possibilities are nigh unto endless.
Damn, I didn't think of that. A couple of days after the surgery the surgeon and I were joking around together about my arm and he told me that if my hand rotted off he would install a pirate's hook on there for me. I told him that I was an NC State grad and not an ECU fan, so he'd better come up with something different than a pirate's hook.
 
Good friend was trimming tree limbs on extension ladder with hand saw,
he cut the wrong side of the limb, think Bugs Bunny when the limb stays up and the tree falls.
He was alone with his dog, wife was out of town on job assignment.

His leg went into the ladder frame and when he hit the ground he broke the leg in three places,
protruding and bleeding. Lucky for him he had his IBM phone and fire dept. was there in two minutes.
He was in Rex Hospital in Raleigh for a while, they discovered he had stomach cancer after running his blood.
He retired early and lived about three more years. No symptoms for stomach cancer until it is too late.
 
His leg went into the ladder frame and when he hit the ground he broke the leg in three places,

Reminds me of the young feller that grabbed my deer and drug it into the processors for me. Told him that was an impressive display. He said yeah, and his arm was finally healed up. Healed up from what, I asked? He said he had broken it in five places. I told him I hope he ain't still going to those places.

The look on his face was about the same as you would expect on a dog's face when you're trying to teach it algebra.
 
Did you say dirty words?

On the guy with the broke leg..... When I took me EMT class in 94 we worked with Hare Traction Splints. I've got one here at the house along with and old army manual traction splint. I made up my mind right there I hope I never have to use that damn thing. Reminded me of those stretch machines in torture chamber dungeons.:eek::eek::eek:
 
Damn, I didn't think of that. A couple of days after the surgery the surgeon and I were joking around together about my arm and he told me that if my hand rotted off he would install a pirate's hook on there for me. I told him that I was an NC State grad and not an ECU fan, so he'd better come up with something different than a pirate's hook.

I'm sure we can give y'all some suggestions if yer in need sometime in the future.
 
Did you say dirty words?

On the guy with the broke leg..... When I took me EMT class in 94 we worked with Hare Traction Splints. I've got one here at the house along with and old army manual traction splint. I made up my mind right there I hope I never have to use that damn thing. Reminded me of those stretch machines in torture chamber dungeons.:eek::eek::eek:
I didn't say the first curse word until they gave me ketamine when they were putting the bone back inside my skin at the first E.R.. I don't remember it, nor did I feel a thing, but my wife said as I was coming to that I sat straight up in bed and said "WTF kind of trip was that!?"
The ketamine trip was like a frightening Pink Floyd acid trip. I don't ever want that stuff again.
I do remember in my hallucinations that I was fighting the Taliban and shouting "get some!" That means that I was on the offensive and winning, though. My wife said I mumbled something about the Taliban and that they couldn't knock me out, but she said it was mostly unintelligible.
 
Well, you've got quite a bit to be thankful for on this appropriate holiday!

I'm sure glad you're on the mend.

Looking at that bruise makes me cringe!!!!!! I was involved in a helicopter crash in 1977 and looked like that the entire L side of my body. I know how bad that hurts to move.

Be nice to yourself for a while- you've earned it!
 
Did you say dirty words?

On the guy with the broke leg..... When I took me EMT class in 94 we worked with Hare Traction Splints. I've got one here at the house along with and old army manual traction splint. I made up my mind right there I hope I never have to use that damn thing. Reminded me of those stretch machines in torture chamber dungeons.:eek::eek::eek:
If you ever have a femur fracture you will want them to know how to use it! I have used it a few times in the last 20 years most memorable one was on my own Dad. He doesn’t cry much and doesn’t let pain bother him outwardly. He was in pain with a closed fracture to his femur from falling down the back steps and rolling 9 steps down to the landing. When I put it on him he visibly was getting relief from the bone being back in correct alignment.
 
Also Vidant Trauma center in Greenville is really a good place. They have some really good doctor there.
 
New lease on life will definitely change your prospective. Glad you made it man.
 
Wow Tom ! Glad you're on the mend and hope things turn out well in all areas.

Now to beat someone else before they post this: "That ought to buff right out.". :D
I had a local massage therapist do some buffing on my arm to try to help with that bruising. I believe I will go to see her again. ☺️
 
List of things @Triggernosis can't do.

1: Clap hands.
2: Give hugs.
3: Do the wave.
4: Give effective jazz hands.

Give hugs? I can give a one-armed hug.
The other 3 are ghey anyway, so thank goodness for that.
6. Defy gravity

Glad you are on the mend, that looks very, very painful.
At the time it was extremely painful. I looked over and saw my ulnar bone sticking out about 2 inches looking like a Bojangles drumstick bone. I was huffing and puffing like I was in one of those Lamaze childbirthing classes.
 
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Wow, I cant imagine. I probably would have passed out before I could call anyone.

Also they probably wouldnt have given me any pain medicine.. since they decided after my knee surgery to start the war against opioids on me, of all people.
 
I had a local massage therapist do some buffing on my arm to try to help with that bruising. I believe I will go to see her again. ☺️

you know...
never mind.

"WTF kind of trip was that!?"
Ketamine is a dissociative anesthetic. So yeah, it will "kill pain" but part of that is by totally whacking you out of your gourd. I was told in a pharmacology class that is not the preferred drug for adults because it can cause assorted hallucinations and wild dreams. I think the professor said that kids handle seeing the dancing pink elephants better than adults do.
 
So, I'm an Army veteran and I've come up with a new "Jody" for me to sing on my runs. It's in honor of the ol' airborne Jody that goes "Stand up, hook up, shuffle to the door...jump right out and count to four".
Mine will go: "Climb up, step up, slide to the edge....jump right off and land in the hedge!" ☺️
 
One thing about it, that scar will be something to talk about for years to come.

Even your grandyounguns can show it off to their buds........

"Hey guys, my granddad is one tough SOB. Fell off the roof. Broke his arm in 10 places and put it back together all by his self in his shop. Used paracord to sew it up. Still has the rebar in it he used to hold the bones together. Hey pawpaw, come tell the guys the story."
 
you know...
never mind.


Ketamine is a dissociative anesthetic. So yeah, it will "kill pain" but part of that is by totally whacking you out of your gourd. I was told in a pharmacology class that is not the preferred drug for adults because it can cause assorted hallucinations and wild dreams. I think the professor said that kids handle seeing the dancing pink elephants better than adults do.
Yeah, they went to ketamine because they had given me all the Propofol that they felt comfortable giving and I was still alert and talking to them. They didn't want to "Michael Jackson" me with the Propofol.
 
One thing about it, that scar will be something to talk about for years to come.

Even your grandyounguns can show it off to their buds........

"Hey guys, my granddad is one tough SOB. Fell off the roof. Broke his arm in 10 places and put it back together all by his self in his shop. Used paracord to sew it up. Still has the rebar in it he used to hold the bones together. Hey pawpaw, come tell the guys the story."
LMAO.
 
Chicks dig scars. So this is God trying to help you.

He has a painful sense of humor.
 
Chicks dig scars. So this is God trying to help you.

He has a painful sense of humor.
God was definitely with me on my ride down.

Note: in Matthew 20:28 the Lord says "Lo, I will be with you always". He didn't say anything about "high", so I'm keeping my ass on the ground from now on.
 
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