A Broken Bone and A Broken Heart
I would like to share with you a short essay/article written by a good friend of mine. It talks about physical and emotional pain and how to get over it. I hope you get inspired by her story.
A Broken Bone and A Broken Heart
by e R L y
I’ve had my bone broken. And it was so painful. I got bumped by a car and the next thing I knew I was inside the car of a stranger and my ankle is really aching. I don’t know what happened next because I was unconscious due to so much pain. When I opened my eyes, I realized I was in the Emergency room but the pain on my left ankle did not fade.
And that was when the doctor came in holding the X-ray result. A bone on my left ankle was cracked and dislocated. And that is where the pain is coming. I hardly slept that night because of all the worries and the pain that I had. What if I cannot walk again was the first thing that came out of my mind. Every hour, I am complaining of the pain. And my sister couldn’t do anything. I just have to wait for the operation.
I wish the same thing happens when you have a broken heart. That you will endure the pain overnight until the doctors come for the operation and everything will be taken care of. Anesthesia will make you feel numb so that you can not feel the pain as the surgeon cuts your skin and gives remedy to the broken heart. After the operation, nurses will give you pain reliever and you can now sleep and relax.
I was in the operating room, still in so much pain. My left ankle is swelling and no one, not even my mom, can take away the pain that I felt. The doctor keeps on saying that I need not to worry because everything will be alright. But it never eased the pain. Then the procedure started. The doctor injected the anesthesia on my spine and I started to feel numb, dizzy, and helpless. I was never really asleep during the operation. I could hear the noise of the electric gadgets that the doctors are using to place a thin sheet of metal that will hold my broken bone together. And I never felt the pain this time. I was numb.
With my broken heart, I wish I could do the same. Go to the doctor, ask them to inject anesthesia on my spine so that I can feel numb and never feel the pain. And, like the broken and dislocated bone, I will ask them to place thin sheet of metal that will hold the broken pieces of my heart together as it heals. It may seem easier that way.
But that is not the way a broken heart is treated. There are no medications and operations that could be done to hasten the healing process. The pain simply cannot be eased with any kind of pain reliever. And you could not figure out how to start picking up the broken pieces of your heart.
I woke up with the oxygen supply on my nose and a lot of gadgets attached to my chest with machine taking my blood pressure every 15 minutes. The operation was done and yet I still feel numb. Anesthesia has not left my system yet and no matter how hard I try to move my legs, I just couldn’t feel it. After a few more hours, I finally had my sensation back. The doctor came and gave me take home medications then I was discharged. I still cannot walk, can’t even stand for so long. But the pain and swelling started to subside. And in two months time I can walk again as if nothing happened. I can now smile as I tell the story of the accident whenever people asked me the reason behind the 2-inch scar on my left ankle.
That was two months, for a broken bone. Would it be the same for a broken heart? I hope so. I wish I can just feel numb about it, take pain reliever so that I can not feel the hurt anymore. The healing process is taking so long; sometimes I just want to move on. But I know I have to take the pain and go with the flow. And when my heart is fully healed, all the pain will just be a memory. I can smile once again as I remember the sweetness of the lost love — a love that will forever live in my heart. A heart with a scar as a result of my once wounded and broken heart.
The style of writing is quite familiar . Did you write guest posts for other blogs?
Hi Random T., I am not sure about it. But I will ask my friend Erly. You may know her personally. Thanks.