So, I broke my leg. After an exciting morning with Kara and Laquita at the Tiger Kingdom, we decided to make a pit stop at some elephant statues to take an “America’s Next Top Model” photo shoot. The last shot was of me and Kara jumping off the backs of two elephants while holding hands. It seemed like a good idea in theory, but in actuality it was the decision which would change the course of my time in Thailand. I jumped off the elephant and landed wrong, I knew immediately that I had broken something in my leg. I could hear the break vibrate throughout my body. Even now when I close my eyes I can hear the sound of the cracking replay in my head. While I lay there screaming profusely Laquita just stood there laughing at how good of an actress I was. When I took my hand off my foot, they could see that something was not right. Kara later stated, “I could tell that something was not right, it looked like your food was not attached.” Two passerby’s on their motorbikes over heard the horrible screams and stopped to help. They thought I had been bitten by a snake. After seeing that I had actually broken my leg, one of the men called an ambulance.
Amanda needed a nap so I (Kara) am going to continue. We waited for about 40 minutes for the ambulance to come. When it finally arrived it turned out to be a pickup truck with a cover on the back. They laid her in the bed of the pickup, but they didn’t secure her to anything so she was rolling all over the place. Laquita and I tried to tell her some jokes to get her mind off the situation, but Laquita told one about diarrhea and that made her want to throw up even more. The ambulance had a very loud siren, it but stopped at every red light and no one got out of our way. At the hospital they took her to the emergency room and everyone in the room grabbed her leg to assess the situation. They actually grabbed and poked and twisted it. They said they needed an x-ray to determine if it was fractured when it was clearly broken. This was when Hilary and Mark showed up after getting a rot dang from the Zone because we had to leave the truck at the statues. They walked up and heard some blood curdling screams and Hil said, “Yep, we found her, I’d know that scream anywhere.” In the ER they said her tibia was broken and she had to be admitted to wait for the specialist to talk about surgery. They wanted to put in an IV to give her fluids and pain medicine, but it was Amanda’s first experience with one and she wasn’t very excited about it. She’s a little afraid of needles, ok a lot afraid of needles, but she was very brave and she got some good pain medicine through it, so it was all worth it.
There doesn’t seem to be too many rules here at the hospital. I have been in every room, including the emergency room and operating room, with Amanda and I’ve had to do some of the duties of the nurses even though there are plenty of nurses here. I pushed her bed to the second floor and was in charge of the broken leg when moving her. It’s been quite an adventure. Eventually we got a private room with a fan, its own bathroom, a balcony, a minibar and a TV with Thai stations. It’s pretty luxurious. They had to put a wooden splint on her leg in ER, but the only one they had was for about a 6 foot man, so it didn’t exactly fit her body very well. It did keep things from moving around though. The only problem was that once she had the splint on there was no way to get her pants off. The only course of action was to remove her pants with scissors! Nothing exciting had been happening for about 3 hours, but right when they began to cut off her pants we had 5 people come to visit. We were so glad to see them, but it was very ironic that it happened when Amanda was the most naked. We waited just a little longer and the doctor finally came. His English was pretty good but we were glad we had our Thai friends to talk to him too. We definitely wanted Jan to be there with us to talk to the doctor and help us decide what was best. The doctor told us that after looking at the x-rays he discovered that both of the bones in Amanda’s lower leg were broken and she would definitely need surgery. The question after that was when and where. After much discussion, everyone decided the best thing to do would be to fly back to the States and have surgery there. We had a group prayer with several of the church members and then we waited for Amanda to have a cast put on at around 10 that night. The cast will help keep her bones stable on the flight to America. Mark and Hil had to take Laquita to the airport so I stayed with Amanda. We were all glad that Quita was able to be with us in this crazy time, but it was sad that her ended this way. Right before it was time to get the cast the nurse came in and said it was time to pee pee. Aside from her using the term “pee pee,” this seemed like a normal request. However, when Amanda tried to start moving toward the restroom the nurse stopped her and pointed at the bed. It quickly became clear that she wanted Amanda to “pee pee” in the bed. Naturally, Amanda refused, the nurse eventually got her a bed pan, and we all had a good laugh about it. Next, we were off to the operating room. They had to put her to sleep while they set the bones because it was going to hurt A LOT. Amanda did great and she now has a beautiful blue cast. The drugs made her pretty loopy though. She started asking everyone for pizza and trying to talk to the nurses in Thai. I’m not exactly sure what she said, but everyone seemed to think it was really funny. They took some more x-rays after that and the bones looked much better. We headed back to our room to try and get some sleep, but we found out that sleep is hard to come by in the hospital. The doctor woke us up at about 12:30 to talk about the x-rays and then the nurses came in about every hour and turned on the lights to give Amanda medicine and take out the IV and things like that.
In the morning she had physical therapy, which means they taught her how to use crutches. It took them a long time to find short enough crutches for her. We think she is the shortest farang they have ever seen. She worked up quite a sweat practicing going up and down the stairs. After that she needed a shower. Amanda has always had a dream of getting a sponge bath and let’s just say it wasn’t as good as she had hoped. In fact it was one of the most awkward times of her life. But we have all had a good time laughing about all the weird and different things that have happened while at the hospital.
Hil and Mark were able to talk to Korean Air and get our tickets changed to depart this Wednesday, the 16th and arrive home on the night of the 17th. It is a answered prayer that we didn’t have to pay anything extra and we could get a flight so fast. They also contacted lots of people that needed to know what was going on, like fiancées and sisters and the church. I will be flying back with Amanda and now we both have to pack up several months of stuff in only 1 day. It could be really fun. We will miss everyone here and were looking forward to these last two weeks, but are excited to see our families and fiancées even sooner than expected. We’re realizing all of the blessings that we’ve been able to experience through this ordeal: support from our Christian family here and at home, friends who are willing to do anything to help, knowing some Thai to help get around, to hear one of our non-Christian friends pray for the first time, that Amanda didn’t take the last Thai class and waste her money, that the tickets were so easy to change, that Amanda’s Mom is able to come home and take care of her for a while, and that she could get an appointment with a doctor at home so quickly. These things are proof that God is in control. Thank you so much for your thoughts and prayers. Please continue praying that we have a safe journey home and that Amanda’s road to recovery is quick and as smooth as possible. See you in America!!!
Man, that is so crazy. I am so sorry Amanda, it sounds so painful. I've actually been in the Chiang Mai ER in an episode that was somewhat painful, disturbing, and bizarre...so I know (somewhat) how it goes there. At least you'll have a good story to tell :)
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