Over the summer, I rolled out of bed while sleeping and broke my collarbone.* If I could have scheduled this accident at a worse time, I'm not sure how. No orthopedic surgeons are working the Friday after a Thursday 4th of July here in the States; they are all enjoying a long weekend as proper people do. I, however, needed to see an orthopedic surgeon and was desperate. I stopped in my rheumatologist's office and begged to see her assistant. Since she's new and I rarely visit my specialist, we haven't met in person; we've spoken on the phone and I think she's quite lovely. I introduced myself to her with "I left a quilt for you in the office last week. Did you get it?"
"Yes," she said. "I love it! My boyfriend loved it too and asked me if I could get one for him. I told him that it probably didn't work that way."
After our discussion, she helped me find an orthopedic surgeon who would fit me in that day. I cried tears of gratitude and asked what her boyfriend's favorite color was.
His favorite color is green:
I spent all of the 4th of July making two Bowl of Cherries quilts -- an orange one and a green one. I knew that it would be a while until I had two hands again and was able to machine quilt the top, but I decided on the spot that this green quilt would be a perfect thank you gift for my doctor's assistant.
And it was.
The moral of the story is: Bribe your medical team with quilts in case you need a favor on a holiday.
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*I thought that was the most bizarre thing that could happen. My house, however, said, "I can beat that" and proceeded to be crushed under a falling tree.
"Yes," she said. "I love it! My boyfriend loved it too and asked me if I could get one for him. I told him that it probably didn't work that way."
After our discussion, she helped me find an orthopedic surgeon who would fit me in that day. I cried tears of gratitude and asked what her boyfriend's favorite color was.
His favorite color is green:
I spent all of the 4th of July making two Bowl of Cherries quilts -- an orange one and a green one. I knew that it would be a while until I had two hands again and was able to machine quilt the top, but I decided on the spot that this green quilt would be a perfect thank you gift for my doctor's assistant.
And it was.
The moral of the story is: Bribe your medical team with quilts in case you need a favor on a holiday.
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*I thought that was the most bizarre thing that could happen. My house, however, said, "I can beat that" and proceeded to be crushed under a falling tree.
2 comments:
Indeed - you are winning in the series of bizarre events! Hope to see you the 22nd in NH!
Oh wow! That's shocking that a doctor wasn't available! But so glad someone was able to help. How lucky she had her quilt and her boyfriend loved it - and how wonderfully kind of you to make one for him too. Lovely tale - apart from the big ouch at the beginning but a happy ending! :D
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