Twice so far I’ve ignored this blog for months on end. Both times were for serious medical problems. There’s nothing like a crisis to interrupt your disaster planning!
The first time, in 2010, my son was severely injured in a motorcycle accident (see article below). In 2015 it’s my mother who’s been devastated by dementia. Eventually I’ll get to an article on the terrible toll this disease will take at TEOTWAWKI. For now we’re just trying to cope day by day.
What follows is from my original article in December 2010.
A few regular readers have questioned the lack of recent updates on this site.
Here’s the scoop.
Four weeks ago my son was involved in a motor vehicle accident in which he fractured his femur and wrist. His surgery, hospitalization, and subsequent on-going recovery have left little time for writing. But of course, family comes first.
His injuries raise the question of fracture care when no doctor is available. Will the bones heal? How will you know without an X-ray? If there is no obvious deformity nor bone sticking through the skin, how is a fracture diagnosed? Are all broken bones serious? Will a permanent disability result?
I still remember a lecture from medical school 30 years ago when they discussed hip fractures in gorillas (or maybe chimpanzees). Post-mortem exam revealed healing of old fractures. At least some heal well enough to survive and thrive.
Clearly this topic could fill a textbook, or several. If there are any orthopedic or sports doctors among the readership, you are welcome to contribute.
In an era where modern medical care is unavailable, severe and compound fractures present a serious problem. My son would not be treated with a rod down the middle of his femur if this could not be visualized via X-ray. On the other hand, small fractures (avulsion fractures, buckle fractures, compression fractures) could be treated adequately with good healing, so that’s where we’ll begin on the next post.
I am so thankful that my son was not injured worse. A broken neck or a child’s death would surely be “the end of the world as we know it,” at least for many a mother. And this brings up another topic: mental health issues in times of devastation. Anxiety, fear, depression, delirium, psychosis, and anger flourish in times of stress. All the more reason to find inner peace now.
Let all that I am wait quietly before God, for my hope is in him. Psalm 62:5 (New Living Translation)