Just when I thought this was my worst trip to India because of the terrible flight experience, multiple volunteer projects cancelling on me and subsequently leading to me waste a quarter of my entire budget within a week… it got worse.
In India, most bathrooms are classified as ‘wet bathrooms’. This essentially means that there is no partition for a shower so water goes everywhere.
This is just a random result when Googling ‘India bathroom’. See the shower head to the right of the window? That’s how it works. The whole floor gets wet.
And I fell on that floor.
Landing hard on my hand, I brushed it off at first that it was just the immediate pain from the fall. It didn’t bruise or swell, but the pain increased throughout the evening. Fortunately it wasn’t too overwhelming and I went about my usual activities with minor inconveniences.
I woke up around 3am with a heavy throbbing pain that radiated all the way up to my knuckles. It was as though someone had smashed my hand with a hammer. My fingers were partially numb and I was certain it was broken. Google, the thing you should never consult when you have a health problem, told me it was definitely broken.
I then OD’d on Tylenol (3 tablets) and tried to go back to sleep. The next morning I woke up and it seemed to be much better, but Facebook was insisting I get an xray.
I called the rickshaw driver, Aneesh, from that apartment tour because we are best friends now. He took me to St Augustines Hospital. Aaaand they were closed.
The next nearest hospital? 37 km (~23 miles) away. Off we went.
They issued me an ID card, similar to the last time, and I was told to sit on this bed.
I spoke with the doctor, a nice girl who couldn’t have been much older than me, and she wrote a quick xray request then sent me to the cashier.
After paying, I was escorted by a security guard to the xray room.
No vests or walls of safety like we have in the US, I just sat by the table as she took the xrays. The first with my hand flat, the second with the injured part facing up.
It wasn’t broken! She sent me to the pharmacy to buy a wrap. Afterwards I came back, per her request, where she wrapped it. I was free to go.
*updated to add that my friend’s dad looked at the xray and it is broken just below my pinky base where the curser is ☹ so, per his recommendation, I’ll be continuing to wrap it daily for 2 weeks then I’ll go for another xray*
I checked in Google how much this would cost back home. It said a sprain starts at $500 between xray and consult, and a break that requires surgery starts around $2000. How much did this cost?
Yep, just a little over $4 😍
The ride ended up being about 5x that lol.
Also, some exciting news — When I got back to the room I’m renting, the $8/day one, the owner said that a private apartment had opened up.
For. Only. $4. Per. Day.
Plus it has a kitchen so I can save money on eating out too. Can I get a hallelujah.
Seems things are turning around!