Yes, what the hell did I do now? I guess I just have a magic hand for injuries. But dislocating your arm in rural China is not an adventure I would recommend to anybody.
Have you ever dislocated your arm?
I feel you and gosh I rather break it again then ever dislocating it. They are lying in the movies, the pain doesn’t magically disappear after poping the joint back in.
Ohhh no. Would have been awesome but no.
I dislocated my ellbow 4 weeks ago and I am finally able to use my hand again and proberly type. This is why I can get back with new posts for you.
So how did I dislocate my ellbow?
Eeeeasyyyyyy….I did Kungfu Forms and had the most amazing chain reaction.
When I did a turn and my whole weight was on just one leg and I tripped, as a result my knee cap decided to jump out of my left knee and as always jump back in a couple seconds later.
But these stupid couple seconds will take me to the ground, usually I fall forward and can easily catch myself. This time there was no momentum whatsover in any direction but down and I dare you to try and influence your fall when your kneecap isn’t in it’s joint.
Well the fall went sidewards and somewhat back and my arm was in the way.
That sound when the joint pops out is so jucky.
“Blobkgkgkgk” -knee “Blobggkgkkg” -ellbow …”flop” knee back.
Me lying on the ground and screaming bloody murder. Well actually I wasn’t screaming really high or loud, I just kept on going ” Ahhh” “Ahhhhhhahah” xD
Trust me I rarely scream. I didn’t scream when I broke my arm, I cried a good while,
that was it.
I also didn’t scream when I dislocated my knee cap the first time (remember it never fully
dislocates, it just kinda jumps out and back in ), definitly not after the first time anymore and not when I bruised or scratched myself and whatsover else I did. I was a injure prone kid -.-
“HELP my arm looks not how it should be looking”
So they, my teachers, made me carry my own disloacted left arm, with my left hand being to heavy to hold, because it just hanged down like dead meat and get into the headamasters car.
But before that I had everybody gathered around me, nobody really sure what to do, besides Phil who was a former paramedic and managed to somewhat calm me down and help me to pick myself up from the ground with a very instable knee. Well I at least knew I really wanted my insurance documents and passport before I would get into that car.
Yes I am bossy even when I am in pain xD
As I mentioned before the school is in rural china. The road to the school is a dirt road the rest are country side roads, full of potholes and bumbs and the hospital is about 20-30 minutes away.
Thankfully my headmaster, Master Bao has a lovely car, which runs rather smooth, but still each and every bumb made me cry again and I was barely keeping it together. Especially with my lifeless hand flopping around, so I made poor Alice, the translator, hold it up, whining whenever she lifted it a tad to high.
- Level of Pain 80%
- Frustration over the incident 100%
- Progress to full Strenght 40%
- Amount of time screaming and crying during the car drive 70%
- Annoyance with not being able to even wash my hair properly 90%
Chinese Hospitals are not like at home!
We arrived in the hospital and it was tiny. Which is good too, because the wait was definitly short. They first had to x-ray it to check if nothing was broken, thats why nobody relocated it yet, if you are wondering.
I couldn’t move my arm.
I also couldn’t get down into the position they wanted me in, because I still had a freshly swollen knee, which did hurt quite a bit too.
I finally understood why my teacher took the strong guys with him, they had to somehow lower me onto the 25cm high chair, with my arm on the table.
So I screamed some more during that process, by then probably the whole hospital already thought “loawei’s” (foreigners) are babys and over sensitive. Always these foreigners. Not that I cared in that situation.
So the scan came back clear, even though my arm hadn’t been in the perfect position. And then they had to put it back where it belonged.
Without any kind of pain killer.
One person had to stand behind me, one in front of me, a scarf between my teeth and the doctor pulling on my arm.
It hurt, I was biting the scarf and then it was over. That was suprisingly not as bad as expected.
Doctor moved it a bit.
It hurt some more, we scanned it again, looked all ok and I got a tiny sling. One where my hand didn’t even fit in but uselessly hanged downwards.
Just some Quotes that helped me get through this stupid injury. Hope they will inspire you a bit too!
” Shit happens!”
“Cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it!!!”
“Strength does not come from winning. Your struggles develop your strengths. When you go through hardships and decide not to surrender, that is strength.”
– Arnold Schwarzenegger
“Run when you can, walk if you have to, crawl if you must; just never give up”
– Dean Karnazes
This is where the pain just started!
So we went for food and if I can not really enjoy good food, you know I am in serious pain. I just wanted to get home.
After one hour my arm was already big and swollen and obviously I just had to go to the toilet after the food.
They just have squaters in this small village.
How I managed with my bruised knee, my arm in a freaking sling to actually pull my pants down, squat down and not pee myself I do not know, but I did it and yes I am proud of it !!!
Back in the school one of my old teachers (he isn’t teaching at the moment because of an old injury) was so amazing and got me a different kind of arm stabilzer, don’t know where from ,but without it I wouldn’t have been able to sleep lying down for the next week.
Thanks to it I still had some pain, but at least could get a bit of sleep.
The first night I woke up at 3 in the night and that was it then, it hurt so bad I just couldn’t get back to sleep.
Afterwards it got better with every night, but I still woke up, had to turn very carefully and couldn’t lie on my right side, because it would pull my left arm downwards too much…
By the way I didn’t take the medicine from the hospital. We translated the first one and it contained f.e. psydogingseng and two different kind of bugs. Nooooo thank you xD But living in a kungfu school there are always people with some great drugs against pain. So I was covered by my shaolin brothers and sisters.
Who where really nice to me and because they felt so bad for me and I was covered with chocolates and cookies.
Not that I would be complaining about that. I kinda was after a while, because I just could feel the calories settling down around my hips, because I couldn’t train or even move for hell.
Walking hurt, because it was moving my arm and because my knee was swollen. And then it was cold…sooo cold…
So I decided for the sake of my big swollen arm and my sanity to drive down to my aunt who lives in lovely Guangzhou, where it at least had tempretarues inbetween 13-27 degrees during my two weeks vacation there.
After 10 days all I had left was an ugly bruise and a stiff joint and since then I am working on slowly regaining my mobility back.
I came back to the school after excactly 3 weeks and now I am doing everything I can one handed and slowly with my injured arm.
Babysteps…but nevertheless steps back to normal.
Well so the moral of the story? Shit Happens xD
So I know there are many horror stories out there about disloations, but while the progress might be slow and it definitly is painful, in many cases you will regain your range of motions. Just keep on working on it.
It will get better!
Did something similar happen to you? Want to share your experience and what you did to get better? =)