Don't try this at home (or work)

So, news flash to absolutely no one, I'm kind of a klutz. Latest proof of this is what happened last night.

It's after close and I had just finished a load of dishes. I pulled them out of the Sanitizer and was walking over to the drive thru bar to set them down. My glasses were askew and I didn't see the pile of mats that were sitting there. I tripped and braced myself from crashing with my right arm; which smacked into the drive thru bar. Which just so happens to be made of metal. Needless to say that the tray fell and several dishes were broken. I felt like I was broken as well.

Since it is, well, me, my first concern was the wreckage that I had just created while my coworkers were more worried about me. Which is why it took a second before the pain kicked in. And the pain did kick in.

Mainly it's in my elbow. I use the present tense because it still royally hurts. Also, my forearm was also screaming at me as well as a few ribs. I landed hard, needless to say. My shift supervisor immediately banned me from doing anything else for the evening and made an ice pack for me. Only problem with that was that I still had to close my register. Turns out, I can do that one handed.

After that way done, I basically sat in the back room with my arm in a make shift sling that I made out of my apron and the ice pack. I'm feeling thirty shades of stupid and my body feels like I was on the receiving end of a baseball bat. Not the best way to end the night. Luckily, said shift was able to talk his father into giving me a ride home.

Sleeping sucked big time. What sleep I did get was shallow and interrupted quite a bit. I know, I know, the smart thing would have been to get it checked out even before going home, but we were all tired and it was past 11:30 by the time we left. Brains were done for the night and mine was the first one to shut down. Trauma kind of does that to me. Go figure.

Morning arrives and I immediately ask my grandfather for a ride to the hospital. It's feeling vaguely better because I slept with the sling on. We go down to the emergency room (after a brief stop in the lobby where I was instructed that I need to go to the ER) and I have lots of forms to fill out. In a way, I was lucky, because I write with my left hand and I injured my right arm. The nurse got a copy of my insurance (I'm so glad that I signed up for that) and I filled out the forms for L&I. Since an incident report was filled out right after the incident, I didn't have to worry about that one.

After that was a brief stint in the Waiting Room where my grandfather did his best to keep my mind off of it. Then I went into a room where a nurse felt up my arm to make sure that nothing else was wrong and then I waited to get x-rays.

Here's where the good news comes in. Nothing's broken or fractured or out of joint. I've gotta take it easy for the next few days (no heavy lifting) and I can take Ibuprofen for the pain. The swelling is down and I can use it some without it getting mad at me.

By the way, yes I did go to work today. Mainly it was a mandatory store meeting and a lite shift after that. Yes, I will go to work tomorrow night and no, I'm not going to do anything that's going to hurt myself. I hope.