Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Horrific Week...

You know how when things are going well in your life, you sorta think, wow, what's up with that? Well I musta had one of those thoughts come into my subconscience and boom, things changed drastically in an instant.

This will also probably take me a week to write because I'm doing so one-handed. So bear with me.

On Sunday I was out riding my horse on a trail about 5 miles away from my house, and a large rottweiler came out of nowhere, and attacked my horse. The horse freaked out, and leapt up, and threw me off. Once I landed on the ground, the dog then turned his attention to me, it ripped into my thigh and pelvic area, and was able to lift me off the ground and toss me around while it had it's teeth clamped down on my thigh. I hit it a few times with my hand and arm, and it dropped me, then mauled my left hand, and forearm pretty bad. Luckily for me, a very brave jogger came by after hearing my screaming and started beating the dog with a branch. Once he got the dog off me, he called 911.

About 35 minutes later I'm told the emergency service vehicles arrived and loaded me up and took me to the hospital ER. I don't remember anything except the jogger telling me that at least two arteries may have been punctured, and to lay still. I can tell you I was pretty terrified laying there, wondering if that fucking dog would come back for some more, and worrying that this guy would leave me before the ambulance got there.

I woke up about 4 hours later, all bandaged up, and in a semi-private hospital room. I haven't been able to get out of the bed since this happened, and have had a few consultations with a plastic surgeon about the damage that was done. Apparently I have tendon damage, and maybe some nerve damage. I don't know how long it will be before I can stand up, pee by myself, or dress myself. That's pretty much freaking me out. I'm so independant.

I also have to get these dressings changed twice a day - and they wouldn't stitch anything up, because of infection, so they've been bleeding constantly, and now they are oozing crap... I can't even look at it, without getting all sweaty and feeling like I'm going to throw up.

It's basically taken me all day to type this, one handed, laying on my side, with my hip and other arm elevated higher than my heart to keep the swelling down - it's almost like a yoga pose. They could tell from the bruising, the bites, and the really bad wounds that the dog was at least 100lbs - and I weigh only about 40lbs more that that. For sure nothing happens to me on the minimalist side of things, which goes along with my all or nothing personality I'm sure, but due to my cancer treatments a few years ago, I became "uninsurable", so I have no medical coverage. This is now my 4th day in the hospital. I can't imagine what this is all going to cost.

My horse made it back home, but would not let my friends get close enough to check on her injuries, so I'm not sure how she's feeling. Perhaps tomorrow I'll be able to call a vet to go out and check her out. Anyway, I'm bored out of my mind in here, and I can't stand staying in bed, or having to have people poke and prod me constantly. Write me! Drop me a line.

4 comments:

littlepeedee said...

Ms. Julie,

Sorry to hear what happened to you. i immediately re-joined your site (was one of your original members 12 or 13 years ago). i live in VA and if over the next few days, few weeks or months you need anything: a driver, a bag-holder, anything, please let me know.

You will be in all our thoughts, wishing you a speedy recover and all the best.

Truly yours,
little peedee

Anonymous said...

Ms. Julie
So sorry to hear about your accident. Wish there was something i could do for you. Is there anything you need sent to your room to keep you occupied while you are recovering? please let me know
Jason C.
jaybo9955@aol.com

popularh14 said...

Hi Julie

I was so shocked to hear about you being attacked it really upset me. I think it's because I'm so far away and I felt so helpless. My first instinct when a friend is in trouble is to go quickly to help them but being the other side of the Atlantic is so frustrating in many ways ;-) I don't know whether you are still in hospital but if you are please let me have the address so I can send you some goodies. I guess I am upset in a selfish way too as I was so longing to see you in Paris and your trip to Nuit Demonia must be now in jeopardy I guess? You really don't do things by halves do you?!! I guess that's is partly why I feel so drawn to you as you live to the full and then some which is totally my philosophy too.

Please, please, please get well soon and try and make it to Paris. If needs be I'll push you around in a wheelchair all night!

Get well soon my Goddess

Your slave

Peter
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Anonymous said...

Hello Ms Julie,

What an interesting blog. I sort of came across it by accident, but i must say that it is all very interesting.

I'm not familiar with any of this sort of lifestyle, so reading about it now is quite enlightening.

At any rate, I'm sorry to hear that you got attacked like that. To me, not knowing much about dominatrixes beyond the one dimensional characters you see in movies, I guess it never occured to me that they are actual people too. I hope you get better soon. Take it easy.

CB