First surprise. I always thought when you broke a bone you rushed off to the hospital in agony dropping everything else in the urgency of it all. I've never broken anything before you understand, so I didn't know.
|I have a more graphic photo but I'm saving it for Silent Sunday.|
2. When DD had left with my friend I rang TEREM (a private A&E that has local branches and works with the various health funds. You pay 79 shekels [each health fund pays a different rate, this is the most] but I think you can sometimes claim it back from your health fund. NB: if you are having a stroke or a heart attack go directly to the hospital, do not pass TEREM, do not pay 79 shekels.)
3. It was still only 8am and they opened at 9am. So I turned on the computer and spent an hour telling fb about my broken toe and basking in sympathetic messages. My printer which had not connected with its wifi the day before suddenly sprang to life and printed about 30 copies of the page I had needed urgently 24 hours earlier. I was in no mood for that.
4. Took a taxi to TEREM and checked in at 9am. The receptionist told me that if my toe was broken I didn't have to pay anything. If not then I had to pay the 79 shekels. Went for BP, medical details and to be x-rayed hoping my toe was broken (not really - I knew I'd be spending way more than 79 shekels on taxis this month if it were).
5. Toe was broken. Deceptively kind looking doctor grabbed it and shoved it back into its correct position. I screamed. Then I cried. It hadn't even been hurting before and now it killed. The nurse came and strapped the offending toe to its neighbouring toe. Left at 9.50 without paying and took a taxi home with instructions to see an orthoped within 2 days.
6. Made an appointment with the orthoped for 4.40pm. I could have got an earlier appointment but I had to be at home between 11 and 2 as a wardrobe was being delivered. I was so looking forward to finally putting everything away tidily after the renovations but now that's not going to happen for a while.
7. Called the students I had arranged to meet at the college, which is round the corner, and asked them to come to me instead. Called a mother from the kindergarten and asked her bring DD home. Very strange feeling to have waved my 4yo off to school at the door in the morning and then have her knock on the door when she arrived home at 3.30pm. I have glimpsed the future. She's so proud of herself.
8. We took a taxi to the clinic and saw the orthoped. He told me it was very swollen (no kidding), that it would take between a month and 6 weeks to heal, keep it bandaged during the day, don't go hiking or play sport (obviously doesn't know me), and have an x-ray in about 5 weeks time. Mentally calculated that friends' son's wedding including a long weekend on their kibbutz is in seven weeks time - phew!
9. We went out for supper seeing as the clinic is in the shopping mall. Then we took another taxi home. That's 80 shekels in taxis, 60 shekels for supper, and 60 shekels in the pharmacy because obviously DD had to have some hair ornaments and I remembered that I needed toothpaste which was cheaper per tube if you bought two - even though we only came in for a roll of bandage and some surgical sticky tape. That's 200 shekels wasted and it was only the first day of my 6 weeks of broken toe. I'm not sure I can afford this broken toe.
10. Day 2 - only hurts when I walk or stand for too long. DD was taken and collected from kindergarten by friends. Students came to me. I ate too much. Changed arrangement to host friend and her 4yo for lunch on Saturday to come for a cup of tea and a biscuit later in the afternoon. Tomorrow I have a busy day and I must go out. All housework on hold for the forseeable future (well there have to be some perks). Have switched to showering in the morning until someone can come and change the lightbulb in the bathroom for me.
My three overriding thoughts about all this are: A) I'm so disappointed for DD that I won't be able to take her swimming this month; B) How did Chinese women suffer having their feet bound all their lives? Apart from the pain, it's so boring not to be able to zip around getting things done. And C), we are so lucky to have TEREM. I read online about non-emergencies waiting up to nine hours in A&E in the UK. I arrived at TEREM at 9 and was out by 9.50. I have to say that public medicine in Israel is amazing. A_M_A_ZING!