DAY 13 - MONDAY 17TH DECEMBER, 2018.

After having spent a few days at home, before and directly after Theodore’s christening, we decided to head out today on another little adventure of our own… What an adventure it turned out to be.  

The plan was to visit a chiropractor close to the shopping mall we had visited when we first arrived in Copenhagen, and then go and do a little Christmas shopping at the mall after our visit..

We walked about three blocks to catch the 8 bus, and arrived in plenty of time for my appointment….

The chiropractor was pretty young, but seemed very nice.  She was able to alleviate the pain in my lower back, and was just starting to adjust my upper back when it all went pear shaped.  The chiropractic bed in her office was quite narrow, and in the process of the adjustment I rolled over and completely fell of the bed landing on my right shoulder.  The pain was immediate and I was unable to move my arm.  This then caused a major problem in me being able to get up off the floor.  I was really worried as this was the same shoulder that I damaged in 2015 and was the shoulder with the torn rotor cuff.  I imagined the worse and was sure that I had even broken it or tore it again…

In the end the chiropractor had to go out into the waiting room and call Steve in to try and help me… even with his help I had difficulty getting up as my arm was so painful.  I couldn’t put my arm down and I couldn’t lift it up, and I needed someone to support it to hold it out from my body…

After finally getting back up onto the couch, the chiropractor decided to take me into their x-ray room to take some x-rays to see what sort of damage I had done…  Fortunately for me, it turned out that I had only dislocated it, which although extremely painful, was the best option of damage.  There was no charge for my visit, or the x-rays, and the chiropractor rang around the hospitals to see which one I could get into immediately to have my should realigned.  

Fredericksburg Hospital which was only a five-minute drive away, was able to see me almost immediately, so she ordered a taxi to pick me up and deliver me to the A & E (or in Danish, the Akutklinik).  The ride in the taxi was difficult as I was in excruciating pain.  Every time we went over a bump in the road there was a jarring pain right up my arm, and neck…  

Fortunately, the chiropractor had run the hospital whilst we were on route, and had written us a letter to deliver when we first got there detailing what had happened, so I was pretty much seen t the moment I arrived…

I didn't realize that a dislocated shoulder could be so painful...

It was really difficult for them to find a way to make me comfortable until the doctor could get to me.  In the end she wheeled a metal cabinet up to my bed and propped my arm up on pillow on top of the cabinet to keep my arm extended out from the shoulder…

knocked out by the drugs.... didn't feel them put the shoulder back into place at all. 

I had to strip off my shirt and bra, and they had to remove the ring from my ring finger on my right hand.  A drip was then inserted into my good arm, and they started to intravenously feed some morphine into me so that the doctors could manipulate my shoulder back into place. The morphine must have worked very quickly, because the two doctors were able to adjust my shoulder without me feeling a thing.  Steve heard the crunch as it slid back into place and was surprised that I didn’t just or flinch.  The relief was immediate….

Just needed another lot of x-rays to make sure that it was back in place and then I can go home...

Before I was allowed to go home, I was sent up to have another x-ray on my arm to make sure that it was all back in place.  I had also quite a bit of tingling in the tips of both my middle finger and ring finger… but other than that , most of the pain was gone.  They did inform me that I would have to wear my arm strapped to my body for a good week, and I was sent home from hospital braless and in a hospital gown.  I knew I wasn’t going to cope with spending a week like this…. Fortunately once we got home Steve managed to help me get redressed so at least I could feel comfortable and then if people came over I felt half decent….

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We were both pretty wacked after our morning at the hospital, so when Maria put the baby meditation music on for Theo to have his sleep we all fell asleep and slept for most of the afternoon…  It was a pretty quite night as I was still feeling a little sore and sorry for myself….

Needless to say, we didn’t end up visiting Tivoli that night,   that visit has now been put on the back burner until after Christmas and when we are back in Copenhagen from visiting Maria’s family up at the farm…

I did wonder whether I would be able to sleep that night, as we had such a long sleep in the afternoon, but I think the Morphine must be still in my system a little because the moment my head hit the pillow again that night, I was asleep…