Today I have a guest. You met her
yesterday when she told you what kind of car she would be. She's back today to warn you about the dangers of googling.
I hope you remembered to bring the balloons and I've got the cake. It's also her birthday!! Whose birthday you ask? It's
The Girl Next Door Grows Up !!! Happy Birthday!
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Never Google Medical Symptoms – Especially Broken Hips
First I want to say a HUGE thank you to The Drama Mama for asking me to be her Scoop of the Week!
Especially today which is my Birthday!!!
The first time I met Stephanie, a Google Alert was sent to my email telling me that I was linked to a site I had never been to before. I stopped on by and saw my blog button on her sidebar. So I read some of her posts, left a few comments and we became friends.
Thank you Google Alerts!
But today I am going to tell you why you should never Google medical symptoms… specifically broken hips.
As my regular readers know, I have a Birthday Curse.
Bad things happen to me, or people close to me, on or around my birthday. It just happens and I have come to dread this week.
I wish I was exaggerating.
This week started off great. On Monday, after a couple of months of computer problems, I fixed my computer all by myself.
I was so excited.
That same night my daughter, Emily, played a softball game and got hit in her mouth while trying to catch a fly ball.
Good-Bye Tooth.
That wasn’t so bad, since it was a baby tooth and it meant the Tooth Fairy would visit.
We like to find the bright side of things.
Tuesday also started out to be a great day. It was warm and sunny and I raced around getting all of my chores and shopping done so we could finally swim as it has been raining for days and days.
We put Sarah down for her nap and we hopped into the pool.
It was so much fun! We played and raced and splished and splashed.
It was when I was straddling a floaty and Emily decided to “overtake” my floaty that the good times went South.
She jumped up, and down came her hard and bony knee with great force, right into my hip bone.
You see, I have a way with words. If I get hurt, I let the words fly…LOUD.
However, this pain was so great, I could not find any words. I just sunk right into the water trying to find my leg to stand.
I made it out of the pool and got to a chair.
In hindsight, I feel sorry for poor Emily because I was just sitting in my chair muttering over and over:
“No. Not now. I don’t want to be laid up now. I have things to do. I want to bike. I want to play. No. No No.”
And the pain was so great. I still couldn’t move.
I texted Tyler and he told me to MOVE. So I did.
I gingerly changed clothes and then Emily and I went back outside to sit in the shade. Every movement I made produced pain so I picked up my iPad and Googled, “Broken Hip Symptoms”.
Never do this people. Never.
In a nutshell there are 2 types of broken hips. One where you can’t stand and one where you can still walk, but with pain.
But with both types, according to Google, both kinds produced imminent death by pneumonia and other complications which would inevitably lead to death.
So that’s it, I was going to die, for sure.
Again, I texted Tyler: “Do you think my hip is broken?”
He responded, “Do you think you can still have sex?”
Yes… I think I can!
So the moral of this story is if you think you can have sex, you are most likely not going to die.
And, it really helps to have a funny husband to put things into perspective.
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Please leave her some love on her blog, wish her a safe and happy birthday, too. Thanks for letting me party with you today, and I really do hope you have a fantastic day, Laura!!
What's the strangest or funniest info you've gotten from googling?
