June 1st 2019
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Mick crouches down so that he was eye level with me and helps keep my right arm still. "Don't move it Suv. Gina should be on her way shortly."
Me and Mick had found a zipline just set up in the woods as we were walking around. I had went to test the stability it had left as it seemed to have been there for a while. And it passed my test. Mick told me it wasn't the best idea for me to actually take the zipline down the hill, but of course, I didn't listen.
It was holding me for the first part, but half way down the hill the cable snapped and I ended up falling and landing on my arm.
I had this hunch that I totally messed up my arm. When I glanced down, I instantly knew something was off. But it took me a few minutes to fully wrap my head around what actually happened. At first, my arm was all numb, but then it started spasming, which hurt like hell.
Mick came running down the hill, trying his best to get to me as fast as he could while also keeping himself from falling due to how steep the hill was. He immediately called his sister as he reached me and saw the state I was in.
I bit my lip as the pain soon increased, drawing blood from my bottom lip. The seconds felt like minutes, the minutes felt like hours, as me and Mick were sitting on the grass waiting for Gina. All I could get out was curses, some directed towards Mick -- not that I meant any of what I said towards him. I was just frustrated at the pain that had been coursing throughout my entire arm.
He looks behind my head, "Gina!" he moves a tiny bit as he spots his sister, "You cunt!" I yell at him, wincing. I wanted to hit him, but since my other; 'non-broken' arm was helping Mick's hold my broken one up and keeping it secure, I didn't want to put myself through anymore agony.
Gina makes her way over to us, her eyes landing on Mick before me and my arm. Eyes going wide, as if she was a deer in headlights. "Jesus! I didn't think it was that bad." She holds a hand up to her mouth. "Where did you park the car?" Mick asks, moving his hand gently away from mine as he stood up.
I gently grasped my arm even tighter, not to the point where it would send a whole shockwave of discomfort and irritation -- but enough to fully keep it still. As I stood up I saw Gina and Mick both standing beside each other, waiting for me to follow them. I didn't realize that they had already began walking towards the car until now. I was stuck in my own little world.
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"Turn right." Mick instructs his sister who was behind the wheel, driving us to the hospital. Mick was sitting beside me in the back, helping me with my arm. "No, it's a left." Gina states.
"It's a right. Turn right." as we reached the intersection, there was a large crack that we had driven over. "Jesus fucking christ." I screeched.
"Sorry!"
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"Well, it seems you've gotten a closed fracture. Both the ulna and radius is broken as you can see here.." the doctor says, pointing to my xray.
"How long will I be needing the cast on for?" I asked, raising my newly casted arm. "Four to six weeks. But it could take longer, it all depends on your body." He stands up and collects the scans.
"Okay.. how much is this going to cost?"
"Well, usually 3,000CHF if you aren't covered under health insurance.. but, given that you've accidentally injured yourself, it can go through accident insurance. It doesn't completely cover it, but you wouldn't be paying as much."
"Okay, thank you." The doctor gives us all a smile and leaves the room.
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"We don't need anything Suvi. You being here is enough for us." Gina sighs as we are driving back home. Well, to their house. For the past 20 minutes, since we were in the lobby of the hospital to now, I had been exploiting my 'plans' of repaying them back. As I had given my insurer a call and they couldn't do much with my situation -- so both Mick and Gina payed for the expenses.
Although both the Schumachers have insisted that I don't need to do such a thing, I knew that I needed too.
Over the course of time, the pain medications that the doctor had given me had worn off, so the car ride home wasn't pretty as Gina chose the back roads because it was rush hour in Geneva.
"Meine Güte! Was hast du gemacht Mick?" Corinna gasps as she spots the 3 of us walking through the front door. Her eyes immediately making its way to my cast.
"Me? Why do you think I broke her arm?" Mick asks, appalled that his mother would even think of that.
Corinna makes her way over to me and gives me a tight hug, her arm nudging my casted one in the process -- which made me bite down on my lip and reopening the small scab. "Oh my goodness.. oh my goodness.." she mutters and rubs my back, until she pulls away. "Go, sit. I'll get you advil." She ushers me, pointing over towards the couch in the living room.
"Mick, get her a few pillows, make her comfortable!" She calls out as she heads over to the kitchen. Mick doing exactly what he had been told, I made my way over to the couch and sat down. Gina joining me.
"Here you go princess." Mick pops back, with 2 pillows in hand, and a blanket. He places one on the right side of me so I could lie my arm down, and props one behind my back before laying the blanket ontop of me. "Thank you, I truly feel like royalty now." I joke.
He sits himself down on the left of me, since Gina was on the right. Corinna then comes into the living room with an advil and glass of water. "Here you go."
"Thank you."
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