As I write this, I'm waiting to hear from GrrlScientist or the hospital. Last night she slipped in the ice and snow on a very slick piece of pavement - she fell, I then slipped but stayed upright, and then a man behind us came to help, and slipped too. Now, people who have been following Grrl's travails over the last few years know that she's broken bones before, so she's experienced with these things. This time, she was fairly sure she had fractured her elbow, and also had a large bump on her head, but still insisted we made some buttered rum mix before calling an ambulance.
At the hospital we did the usual: wait for her to be examined, wait to be x-rayed, wait to be re-examined (different doctor, of course), wait for pain meds and cast, wait to be taken to ward, wait for anaesthetist etc. etc. Overall, the waiting/action ration was roughly the same as a typical game of American football, and lasted about as long. The outcome was that her head wasn't a worry - no concussion - but she has fractured her ulna. We're hoping we'll get the x-rays to look at. The doctors weren't too worried, but decided that they should operate to put a plate in her elbow with some screws, to hold the bone whilst it heals. Because she had had something to drink, they couldn't do it until this morning. Now I'm waiting to hear how the operation went. They wouldn't let Grrl watch, so she was probably under a general anaesthetic.
We live-tweeted the hospital visit (@Grrlscientist and @bobohara), if anyone wants to follow in detail. The phone signal in the hospital was variable, but seemed to be better in Grrl's ward. She did send me home to get her iPhone charger, so she'll be back online when she's awake.
So, thanks for all the best wishes for Grrl from fellow tweeps. As suggested by @McDawg, this should be the theme tune for the day:
Hopefully Grrl will be allowed home tomorrow. The hospital is just down the road, but I don't think we'll be walking. So perhaps this should be the theme tune for tomorrow: