There is nothing worse than needing to sit out in the lobby of a hospital emergency room, than standing there with a broken leg.
My leg was throbbing as I waited for them to take myself and others back to a room.
The attendant had put myself and others in a wheelchair & had the foot piece up in the air, however it wasn’t stopping the pain. I couldn’t guess my advantage as I sat there thinking about the circumstances that had led myself and others to an emergency room full of sick people. I started the day out, thinking all I wanted to do was get some cleaning done. I had my list of chores to do & it was standing on the counter. As I did each chore, I meticulously checked it off my list. When I got to the last chore, I moaned, knowing I had made a mistake. I wanted to wash the blades on the ceiling fan & wash the air vents for the air conditioner. I thought about using the duster, however then I had a better idea. I pulled over the chair & climbed up. I had my duster near the air vent when I heard the doorbell ring. I put down the duster just as I heard the air conditioner turn on. The disturbed dust blew into my eyes. I turned away from the dust, tripping over the arm on the captain’s chair. My body flipped over the arm & landed awkwardly with my leg still caught in the arm. My partner came into the study room & chuckled until he saw my leg