Rubber thingies and broken bones

rubberthingiesIn honour of his foot/leg’s second anniversary, Sir Pe was obviously bored at work kind enough to snap this photo for you of his rubber thingies. The ones with nails that you put on the bottom of your shoes and strap around your ankle. Even if you fell over, you would need all the skills of a yogi in order to impale yourself on them. But good luck trying.

Actually, you if you really wanted some home-made acupuncture, then I would advise going with the Leki stick. It’s got a sharp little spike that you can pull out when needed – it gives you extra grip on the ice. Actually, I was quite impressed to see that the crutches Sir Pe came home with (after his fall two years ago) also had these spike contraptions on them.

Anyway – back to the saga: on the night that Sir Pe came crashing to the ground, so did lots of other people. In fact, Sir Pe found himself in the waiting room of the hospital next to a colleague of his!

“See you around the office?”

“Not for a while…”

Instead of the usual eight falls a night, there were 42 on the night of that snowstorm. So, as you can imagine, patients were stacked up in the corridors because there was nowhere else to put them. (I imagine Michael Moore would have had a field day in there!) Sir Pe spent the first night in the corridor.

The next day and night saw him still waiting for his operation, but at least he was moved up to the deluxe accommodation. He was put into the medial supplies store room. He told me he quite enjoyed it as he got a lot of company from the doctors and nurses who kept popping in to fetch the bandages and drugs. (I’m sure he liked it because he kept inhaling….) As no one knew when he was going to be operated on, he wasn’t allowed to have any food. So, for three days he was kept on a drip with a sugar-salt solution topped up with morphine.

He was moved to a ward on the third day and – finally – got his operation that evening (i.e. three days later). The doctor had been working for two days with no rest, so it’s no wonder the bones didn’t set properly. Well, at least he got the correct leg!

What strikes me as slightly ironic is that there is a craze over here in Sweden for beds of nails. Yes, beds of nails that you might associate with India. People lie on them or stand on them. Supposed to be very therapeutic. And expensive.

Modern bed of nails

Modern bed of nails


Rubber thingies

Can you see the similarity between the nail bed and the nail soles for your shoes? Next time you want some therapy, just give me a call and, for a reasonable fee, I’ll come over and walk on your back with  my rubber thingies.

23 thoughts on “Rubber thingies and broken bones

  1. You know I have just got to add a little something about those nail/rubbery things you put on your shoes in the winter…DO NOT wear them in deep snow…they are strictly for slippery shovelled roads and other areas where snow doesn’t come up past the shoe top…I bought a pair last year….expensive little nail/rubbery things….and used them everywhere….even when I chose to go “off road” and lost one of them while out in the deep….went back and looked during the spring but never found them again….because they were so expensive i thought about hanging up a sign saying reward if found..but figured I wasn’t that poor I had to do that….i haven’t bought any this winter but I’ve mostly been walking in the deep snow…and there it’s most important with wool socks and making sure the snow pants cover the shoes so you don’t get snow up in your legs…brrrrrrr
    Happy weekend to you Lady Fi!!!


  2. Oh, I know all about that.
    In Singapore, it was common to walk along grounds filled with spiky stones to massage and provide pressure to the acupuncture points on your feet. The more luxurious way was to see a chinese foot reflexologist would would really pummel your feet and stab his fingers deep into pressure points (a rather painful experience). I used to love the comments that were made in between, ‘your stomach is not strong’, ‘i can see you dont sleep well because you think too much’, ‘ you need to drink more water, your kidneys needs flushing’ etc- all this from stabbing your feet!


  3. I would have thought the Swedes were used to snowstorms and things like that and would know how to walk without falling over. Or maybe it’s the vodka that doesn’t help?


  4. First, thanks for coming to visit and reading my short story. The best thing about blogging is actually having people read your writing. Second, this post made me drop down and read the previous one about Sir Pe’s fall — ouch! We’ve had a lot of ice this week in the midwestern section of America. Old Dog (my spouse) took a fall on the ice outside his workplace on Monday and I took one at home on Tuesday. Weather was no excuse, though, because I fell inside the house. Walking up the stairs, I caught my slipper on the carpet and slammed to my knees onto the metal grate at the top. Bruised my knees and stoved my neck, but I’m feeling a lot better after reading about Sir Pe’s injuries!


  5. Yikes! Three days for an emergency operation? Good thing he didn’t have a heart attack or ruptured gall bladder! I mean, not that that a leg and foot broken into 1,395, 243 pieces is any better, but still.


  6. I thought the Swedes were quite on the ball with medical matters. I suppose many hospital A&E incidents are due to the extreme weather conditions but three days is a long time in such circumstances


  7. Don’t forget to link in the brother with his broken foot and leg who started the trend off the week before …. Pe just wanting to be one-up from bro in law ….


  8. Lay on a bed of nails? On purpose? Nah I think I would rather walk on a bed of hot coals. ??? Seriously?! What do people think?

    Aren’t Un- Husbands the best? I actually have a great boss too, but he is more like an un


  9. What a crazy, weird, unfortunate but somewhat amusing story! I’m amazed that he was there for three days — in the corridor and a supply room, no less — without an operation. And then the doctors are exhausted! What an experience! How would he get visitors? How did they keep track of where everyone was? And to see one of your co-workers in the hospital — so odd! And those devices look awful.

    What a story … and not one I hope to experience myself!


  10. Oh I never think of all the accidents associated with snow and ice although I recall a story about my daughter who was 17 had visited my sister in London for he first time. My sister had gone away for the weekend and my daughter was there on her own. She was coming back from the train station and it was deserted apart from a man walking ahead. He suddenly slipped and fell and banged his head on the ice. There was blood everywhere so she wrapped his head. Then she called me as she didnt know the emergency number in the UK. We dont know what happened to him in the end after the ambulence picked him up. As for your rubber thingies,….after careful thought on the matter no thanks.


  11. Boy THAT puts a different spin on medicine. A darker one. Unbelievable to have to wait so long and then have that outcome. I’m still pulling for him.

    As far as the beds of nails…hmmm….I’m too fat for that. I believe one should be just shy of 75lbs. (Nothing about my weight is shy…emBARRassed perhaps, but not shy.) I’m thinking any more than that and you would go into permanent piercing. Isn’t there enough pain in the world? Must one now volunTEER for it? Keep us posted will you? I must know more!


  12. He had to wait so long on a diet of morhpine? Hmmm.

    Scary stuff.

    And almost as scary, lying on your spiky shoes. I will stick to my mattress thanks 🙂


  13. Crikey those nail thingies are something else! Mt ex had a pair of plastic strap on shoes that had six inch nails on them for puncturing the grass to keep it healthy! These look like them! Hope Sir Pe is recovering!


  14. And I’ve just this morning bought a new pair of rubber thingies, which means that you can expect them to last about two years in normal use – i.e. every day for about six months. You can tell we live in Sweden :-p


I love reading your comments!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.