During the night between Sunday and Monday, it was approximately 11:15 p.m. when I woke up to a terrible pain in my right arm, the one that was broken. The pain was so intense it made me groan aloud.
In the morning I went to the health center, the nurse booked me a doctor for Tuesday at 10:20 a.m so they could find out if one of the screws that were installed to hold the bones in place has loosened, because I felt a stabbing pain inside my arm like the screw was digging into a muscle or a nerve.
For the rest of the day, I did the usual things; rode buses, visited Helsinki (I was sad to see that the forget- me- not blue Tyrolean dress was already sold in the UFF thrift store), ate some chocolate and watched Tideland.
I took two warm showers to lessen the pain in my arm. The pain dulled a little, but soon came back, terrible as ever.
I went to sleep early, but I couldn't get any sleep as the pain was killing me. I had run out of painkillers earlier and couldn't afford new ones.
Soon I decided to go to the emergency room; too bad the nearest one is in Peijas hospital which is an hour long bus ride away from Myyrmäki, but it was better than nothing.
I put on my sweatpants, woolly socks and cold weather gear and went to the bus station, weeping from the pain. The sun was setting and I felt like my life had broken apart and all that was left was the horrible pain.
Once in the hospital, they took an X- ray from my arm, then I was given hospital clothes and taken to the ward K3 where I was treated when the surgery was done.
The days in the hospital were pretty nice. I was taken lots of blood samples, X- rays and ultrasounds, and I was told that there's nothing wrong with the screws, it might be just the pressure in my arm that caused the pain. Or something like that.
I got a private room with a TV of my own. I watched The Simpsons every evening, but for some reason they just made me homesick.
I never knew I would be homesick; I mean, the rented flat I am living in smells of detergent and rotten tangerine peels, the neighbors make hell of a noise every day and night and it doesn't feel like home, no matter how much stuff I pile up everywhere.
The surgery wound was infected, it oozed this nasty pus. I was told I should not pick it nor use disinfectant on it, only shower it with water and put a clean band- aid on it after every shower.
Believe when I say, hospital food is horrible. I used to flush it down the toilet and pretend I had eaten it, so that the nurses wouldn't nag at me.
My parents visited me and brought me the Solian meds and my diary and writing utensils. If I could not have written, they would have had to transfer me to the mental ward.
Mostly I was just bored.
The day I was released, I was given a prescription for the antibiotics and painkillers and some other papers, and of course the Solian medication.
While waiting for the next bus 53 to arrive, I bought a chocolate bar from the hospital canteen.
Outside it was rainy and gray, if there had been no snow and ice I would have been happy about it.
I decided to take the bus 71 to Tikkurila, and wait for the next bus that goes to Myyrmäki. Just my luck, the next bus to Myyrmäki was the bus 53 I was waiting for.
While waiting for the bus, I realised I was acting crazy; I walked back and forth, laughed and talked to myself. I do that a lot, just for my own amusement. Geez.
Once in Myyrmäki, I went straight home, didn't even walk through Myyrmanni.
Once home, I sorted out the mail, changed the bedsheets and towels, changed into clean clothes and was surprised to see that my tomatoes weren't rotten yet. Then I went shopping.
First I visited the library and logged on to HelMet, I was surprised to see that none of my items were late except the Kyllä isä osaa DVD. I had also received all of my requests, but didn't feel like retrieving them.
The art museum was open and there was a new show by the students of the Vantaa art school. I didn't feel like staying long, so I looked quickly through the show and made a decision to visit later for a better view.
I went to Citymarket and bought Hello Kitty paper handkerchiefs, household paper, rye bread, toast, sandwich spread, hair dye and something else I can't remember right now.
I went to Anttila, determined to buy the ceiling lamp. Easier said than done, all the shop assistants were busy and when I finally got one to help, all the Alfa lamps were sold out. So I decided to buy another one, not very pretty but a lamp anyway. I also bought an energy- sufficient bulb that was in discount.
It was fun time lugging the bags out, without using my right arm. I have been told I can't put any pressure on my right arm before it has healed.
I went to the pharmacist to pick up my new meds, the painkillers and the antibiotics. I should have bought the band- aids along with them, but I was a bit worried if I could afford them.
Once home, I put my new belongings to their rightful places, fixed myself a cup of cocoa and a couple of sandwiches and then tried to fix the lamp to the ceiling, but it was too high and besides my achy arm prevented me. I had to call my dad to ask him for help, he agreed that tomorrow when I come over he will give me a ride back to Myyrmäki and help me put the lamp to its proper place.
Later the day I went to the pharmacist to buy the proper band- aids to help my surgery wound to heal. They were surprisingly cheap, only 75 cents. I bought eight of them, and I will buy more of them later if needed.
Once home, I had a nice evening. I watched Tideland, ate chocolate, did some housework and showered myself and had a wash. Soon I'm off to sleep, and tomorrow I will go see my parents to show off the nasty- ass cut on my arm.