14th September 2012

Sorry I haven't been able to keep you all up to date! It has been one hectic week I will tell you that! Right.. So... 

Monday - I dislocated my right knee, ended up going to A&E had a doctor who knew NOTHING about Hyper-mobility syndrome or Fibromyalgia... He let me use the gas and air I ended up crying my eyes out because he just made me feel like I knew nothing and he was going to do this and that. So he finally let me come home with my leg wrapped up in a 'Robert jones' bandage. Which.. Was bad news...

Below is what my leg looked like in the bandage.

Tuesday -  I woke up in agony. And then - Right knee dislocated AGAIN! But with the bandage on I couldn't seem to push it in properly. I was screaming in agony and we called a ambulance. The paramedics were AMAZING! I couldn't have asked for better. They gave me gas and air, talked me through it, got a cannula in to my hand and gave me some morphine and anti-sickness. Amazingly they stayed with me for over two hours and talked me through it whilst I put my knee back in place. They were amazing <3

Wednesday - So... I thought maybe I could rest. My right knee thought wrong XD. Again dislocated, this time was agony and I couldn't even take painkillers because I just felt so damn sick. So I had to have ambulance out - Well I wish i hadn't now! The paramedics were terrible. Unprofessional, didn't smile once, they gave me gas and air,  gave each other evil looks. One tried to put a cannula in my hand and I just warned her about my veins as they are kinda silly and wiggle sometimes when they try and put a cannula in. Anyway, she looked shocked like I had slapped her across the face!! I apologised if I offended her, saying that I was just letting her know. She admitted I insulted her and refused to do the cannula. Even though I had just dislocated my knee, they made me walk on it! and bum shuffle down the stairs to the ambulance. I was in hell - the hospital was packed and I waited over four hours. I was so happy I knew the doctor, because he was amazing and knew what to do! He sent me home to rest <3

Thursday - GOD... You'd think my knee would want to rest right? Well.. Nope.. I went to the bathroom (struggled to get there with my mother's help on crutches).  I used the bathroom, brushed my teeth etc.  Next minute you know, both my ankles dislocated, as I fell and twisted, my right knee dislocated. So I tried to grab the sink with my right hand and popped my right shoulder out! Finally..... I hit the floor and hit my head. I cried out for help and my mom called up my husband.  His boss told him to get home quick. So he jumped into a taxi and rushed home. My parents are pensioners so they couldn't lift me. So my hubby finally got home, lifted me up in to a wheelchair and manipulated my joints for me. We spent the rest of the day and night upstairs watching stuff on Netflix and BBC I player.

Friday - Today - The husband has today off - YAY! I felt rough as hell and knees burnt. And again.. right knee popped out - half way down the stairs, was lucky for me to be going down on my bum so I didn't fall. I got it back in place the easiest this week.  I had my Tramadol pain-killers. Parents and hubby got me downstairs and onto couch. So here I am.. Typing to you now! Oh and when It happened earlier - I was crying my eyes out and my cute doggie pictured below decided to start licking up my arm, trying to comfort me. She is such a sweetie <3 Tomorrow I want to go to a local park in my wheelchair with husband to get out and enjoy the day!!