A Stumble in the Dark Leads to the Worst EDS Bruising in Years
Columnist Karen Del Vecchio smashes her shin on a frozen water trough
After setting off a pain flare with a brief shoulder subluxation, or partial dislocation, a few weeks ago, I’ve thankfully been able to get things under control. Babying it a little bit and getting bodywork from my amazing massage therapist, Kim, brought the pain back to a manageable level and put me on the track toward healing.
But just a few days later, I managed to give myself one of the worst bruises I’ve had in years. I was filling water troughs on the farm where I live, and it was dark, with below-freezing temperatures. The barnyard light had burned out, and what should have been a simple change of a lightbulb turned into a situation in which the entire light fixture had died.
Considering the fact that it’s well off the ground and a very old fixture, I didn’t have the easy solution I’d hoped for. Fixing it would take time. The area where I was working was relatively dark, but that’s not unusual for me. I know my way around, moonlight often provides sufficient light for basic chores, and I always carry a heavy-duty flashlight if needed.
After wrestling with a partly frozen hose and scrubbing the trough, my hands were frozen (because of course I’d forgotten to grab my gloves). My flashlight is metal, so after finishing, I turned it off and began to head out of the field, where I easily knew the way. What I forgot was that the farm owner had placed a second half-sized trough in the field.
The moment I felt my shin hit the edge of the frozen plastic, I knew it was going to be a doozy. I slammed full-force into it while walking with purpose.
I used to get bruises like this a lot while playing soccer when I was younger. They prompted my family and doctors to start looking into the cause. Eventually, at age 22, I was diagnosed with Ehlers-Danlos syndrome (EDS). People with EDS often bruise easily, and the wounds heal quite slowly.
I knew this particular bruise would be ugly. Typically, putting a light wrap on the bruise makes a big difference by helping me avoid aggravating it while walking. But the next day, I overslept and then realized that my first-aid materials were in the barn. I decided to go to work at my school and deal with it later.
That turned out to be a less-than-stellar idea. Simply walking down the halls was painful, and I couldn’t hide my limp. Another faculty member asked me what had happened, and when I told her, she suggested I find the athletic trainer. Brilliant! A bonus of working at a school is having such a person easily accessible.
Thankfully, the trainer offered me a compression sleeve that immediately made walking easier and helped with the swelling. I’m already starting to feel better. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that this is the last silly thing I do for a while.
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