What a night....

Usually, Wednesday evenings are my golfing nights and last night was to be pretty much the norm but then a phone call changed all that in a hurry. Kris's mom called about 5:20 and had fallen. Seems she was tripped up while chasing a cat out of her garage and fell on the concrete. Kris was working late with a patient and was not able to be reached so the golf game was put on hold and the trek out by Crooks was made to pick up the wounded and take her to ER. I could tell right away her wrist was broken as the swelling was around the bone and not the wrist joint like a sprain would be. We made it to ER and met Kris there for the diagnosis and yup, it was broken. For all you medical people out there it was a distal radial comminuted fracture which means that it has a lot of bone fragments with some go into the joint area. After a splint and pain meds we were out of there. Seems the ER had a special on wrist fractures last night as a little guy in the next room also had a wrist fracture so the ER doctor, who by the way likes kolaches (sp?), Czech pastry, long story, anyway he was getting his wrist splint making down pat last night.

We split up and with Kris going to get Joan's meds and me and the injured one headed for food and taking her back out to the farm to meet Kris there. We got to the farm to be greeted by a nice big buck with velvet antlers standing in the front yard of the home place. He sure was pretty standing there and of course as we pulled in the drive-way there was the cause of the accident, THE CAT. We got Joan in the house and we all got food on board then preceded to get some things moved around in her house to make it easy for her to sleep and to get things ready for this morning and for company this weekend. Joan is to call the ortho doctor this morning and set up an appointment to see what the next step will be for the wrist. We are kind of thinking surgery but will know more today.

It was a late evening to say the least when all was said and done. By the way the Avera Mckennan new ER ROCKS! I hope you never get to see it but if you do you will know what I mean!

On a good note, my Aunt Goobie had surgery to remove a spot of lung cancer yesterday. I think they took her upper lobe of her right lung out, anyway all was going well from the last info I received....yeah!