when i crafted my catch up by photo dump post i didn’t give much – or any – detail about my dad’s leg surgery. so i’m gonna fill in a few of the blanks.
my dad was out enjoying his last morning in chiang mai, visiting the market, just taking it easy and minding his own business. my mom had stayed behind to do a little packing and wait for me to get back from working out. once i got home the two of us headed out to grab a cup of coffee (or iced chocolate for her) and do a little reading, but before we could get into the coffee shop my mom got a call from my dad. he was in the emergency room at maharaj nakorn chiang mai hospital. he’d been hit by a car. did i mention he was out and about taking it easy and minding his own business on a motorbike? (a slightly sketchy motorbike at that.) he told us he was certain his leg was broken. my mom and i headed over to the hospital and after finding a parking spot – no small feat – we located the er and then located my dad. he was right about his leg. he had a spiral fracture of the tibia. it was his left leg – he has a history of injuries on that leg.
the orthopaedic resident informed us that surgery was necessary, but that it would take a week or two for them to get around to operating at this hospital. this is a public hospital and the worst cases get seen first. the resident suggested we move my dad to a private hospital. thanks to some quick replies from friends here in chiang mai we were able to connect with an orthopaedic surgeon and get my dad moved to ram hospital just a few minutes down the road from maharaj nakorn chiang mai hospital.
we eventually met with the orthopaedic surgeon. he was hoping to operate that night, but because of my dad’s prior injury and some blood clotting issues in that leg he needed to consult an internal medicine doctor first. my mom and i left our phone numbers at the nurses station and headed home so she could take care of cancelling their flight home, check with traveler’s insurance requirements, and find out the date their visa’s expired. it was 7:30 or so when we made it back to the hospital and my dad was in surgery – they’d wheeled him on down to the internal medicine doctor so she could give her yay or nay. the surgeon came out to speak to us about 10. he said the surgery had gone well and that my dad should be out of recovery in a few hours. he answered my mom’s questions and then we waited for my dad to be rolled out of recovery. they rolled my dad out about midnight and we all headed up to his hospital room. we made sure he was situated and we headed home for some sleep. i was a little alarmed that they hadn’t put a cast on his leg and that they had no intention of casting it at all, but i’ve been told that’s they way the do it now.
my dad was out of the hospital on saturday and they began figuring out when they could go home. due to some constraints from their traveler’s insurance they needed to fly sooner rather than later and managed to book a flight that wednesday (or maybe it was thursday). my dad went to see his doctor this week. i haven’t heard how that appointment went, but i’m assuming no news is good news on that front.