But not in the financial sense.

Tanya’s folks are staying with us. This started a complicated game of chess where they sleep in the main bedroom and Tanya and I end up in the Rand-Lover.

In theory.

In practice, when Tanya tried to get into the Rand-Lover, she slipped, fell, broke her arm.


So there I was, driving over Boyes Drive going bee-baa bee-baa to get to Constantia Mediclinic. Which is a private hospital where, in theory, things should go quickly.

We were there for almost three hours.

After sorting out the more important people in the queue (and let’s face it, kids with asthma are more important than adults with b0rken wrists), the doctor confirmed that it looked broken, had X-Rays taken, and eventually bandaged the whole mess up, sent us home, scheduled an appointment for this morning.

So now we find out whether they need to open this mess up, stick pins in, whatever.

And they refused to give her Pethadine. Tanya was so looking forward to the Pethadine… :-)

Update: so Tanya now has a bionic wrist. They operated, aligned everything, put a titanium plate in there to hold everything together.

Well, actually, they eventually operated. We were supposed to check in at 8. Ten past seven the nurse calls, tells me that the doctor will be there 9:30. Cool. We pitch at 9:30, nobody knows nothing. Nurse tells me that the doctor will be available Monday. Monday? With a broken wrist? Like hell. I make a bit of a fuss and they scramble the doctor. Doctor decides that this is serious enough to do something about, even though he’s not actually on duty. Schedules Tanya for surgery.

So later I phoned and spoke to the nurse, who told me Tanya’s staying overnight. Ten minutes later the doctor phoned, we sort of concluded that I could pick her up at 3. Went there at three, nurse says no, five. Make that five thirty.

Meanwhile we have a bunch of Tamsyn’s friends coming for a sleep-over. I’ve been relegated to the Rand-Lover, on my own this time. But first I have to fetch Tanya, take the kids to the Spur, and so forth, and so on.

Fun and games.

Update: This is what a bionic wrist looks like. The X-Ray on the right, that is (took me a while to realise that the view on the left is “before”).


3 Comments to “Broke”

  1. Tanya’s Blog » Blog Archive » Ouch… — 2009-09-21 @ 09:48

    […] those of you who don’t read Wouter’s blog – I rather gracefully fell out of the land rover and with an almighty thud landed straight on my […]

  2. marisa — 2009-09-21 @ 20:29

    @tanya… hope it comes out

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  3. marisa — 2009-09-21 @ 20:29

    o well… was ascii flowers before it got squished

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