My very major and very traumatic accident....but oddly related to my area of interest!!!!

Well it's now 2010 a new year and a new start for me, as I'm now living back in Exeter after completing and graduating with my MA degree....yay!! I'm a whole year older too, but so far, being 27 hasn't been all that fun, and my new start in 2010 hasn't been all that I had hoped for. This new year was going great for me, until the 15th February, when things went from bad to worse in a matter of minutes!!!

The story is quite simple, but it ends up being complex due to the severity of the accident and the trauma that I suffered. But I am writing this in my blog, as oddly, it fit's in with my area of interest and I can explain it well in osteological terms!

Okay, so picture the scene....it's Monday 15th of February, I had just left my first shift at work and decided to sit by the quay in Exeter to make a phone call before I walked home through town to get some food. I sit on a concrete step by the river and make a phone call. I suddenly feel very hot and get flashing black lights, almost as if I'm going to faint. I think I remember standing up (why, I really do not know...as if I felt like I was going to faint, why would I make things worse by standing up?!), then I remember stumbling..........the next thing I remember is waking up, lying flat on my back in what appears to be a moving box, with a lady asking me questions. This totally spins me out as I have a vague memory of trying to figure out if it was reality or a dream, and if it was reality, what the hell was actually going on! But the moving box turned out to be an ambulance, racing me (with blue and twos) towards A&E with the paramedic asking me questions. The only question I remember is her asking me what the date was, to which I replied march 2008. Great! I had been unconscious and was now experiencing my first taste of amnesia!! What I can figure out is basically I had blacked out and completely collapsed (what's called a syncopal episode) and smashed my head on said concrete step I was sat on! Apparently according to the paramedic, passers by had seen me collapse and smash my head and had called 999, to which I am very pleased about as I wouldn't like to think of what the outcome may have been if not!

I was in Exeter RD+E Monday night, Tuesday and Wednesday of that week, but none of which I remember. My best friend came to visit me and so did my mum, as I must have given the doctors her number as my next of kin, but I vaguely remember any of that. I don't even recall the amount of pain I was in or the amount of tests that the doctors did, which is probably a good thing! I finally had a CT scan on my head on Wednesday 17th and the result showed a blood clot, basically between my skull and the surface of my brain. This was caused from the fall and trauma of the accident, which showed I must have gone down like a lead weight and smashed my head quite dramatically. I was transferred to Derriford Hospital in Plymouth in the evening, as this is the neurological centre for the South West, and was an emergency case for theatre the next day. The CT scan revealed I had a haematoma to the left temporoparietal area of my skull, so basically a blood clot behind my left temple area, just above my ear (shown in the photo by the larger red square). I had to fall and smash my head on the thinnest part of the skull!!! This was obviously the part of my head that had smashed the floor first. I also managed to fracture the left petrous temporal bone, which is basically the ear canal (shown on the photo by the smaller red square).

So, I needed surgery to remove the blood clot and relieve the pressure from my fall, as if not, the outcome would have not been good. I still don't really know what they did in the operation, apart from what is written on the discharge letter I got before I left hospital on Monday 22nd. I had a left craniectomy and evacuation of extradural haematoma (extradural means the skull side of the dura, which is the sack the brain is housed in). The operation lasted a few hours, but wont go into the nasty details of that! Except that when I came out of surgery and back up to the ward, it looked like I had numerous spaghetti junctions coming out of me, due to the drips, drains and various tubes going in and out of me!

This is what I was left with after the surgery; half a shaved head and a scar the length of my hand held together with metal staples. Having my hair shaved off was worse for me than the operation I think, as to me, my hair means a lot and my hair is a big part of me, as I have had long hair for years....I wouldn't be me without my hair! But I know it will grow back and the scar will heal, hopefully beyond recognition! It's just the memories and horrific time I had will be with me forever. I know I had to have this done to save my life, so I suppose I got off quite lightly as I could quite easily be 6 feet down!

So yes, this does relate to osteology, as undoubtedly my skull will have amazing pathology even though I don't know what actually happened in the operation. The fracture to the petrous area of my left temporal bone will have remodelled healing from where the fracture will heal, and my skull will have some crazy pathology going on, once bone healing is complete. I have had comments from my fellow osteo's about the pathology that will be left on my skull; mostly about imagining the crazy pathology that I will have and the excitement that a 23rd century osteologists will have when they find my skull....haha! Oh I have so much love from friends!

So now the major pain has subsided, and the staples have been removed and all seems to be healing....I can finally laugh and joke about the whole thing. Obviously not about the seriousness of the situation, or the major trauma that I suffered, or the damn awful few weeks that was this nightmare of a situation. But now I'm safely in recovery, I can but keep positive by laughing and joking to try and keep a smile on my face :o)

Update on George!!!

I have to update you on poor old George, my skeleton from my first osteo report...

Well, we managed to find out, from evidence on his skeleton, that he more than likely died from a nasty blow to the head with an axe!!! Poor George!

Close examination of his skull showed scrapping marks to his left parietal bone (left part of upper skull), and a radiating fracture going into his frontal plate. This can be seen in the photo on the left, showing the left side of his skull and face, the scrapping marks seen near the top right of the photo, and the radiating fracture in the middle. This evidence was further confirmed by looking at the post-cranial parts (anything other than the skull) of his skeleton. The left clavicle (collar bone) showed two very slight cuts into the bone, and happened peri-mortem (before the individuals death). The two slight cuts to the bone can be seen in the middle of the clavicle in the photo on the right, on the bottom edge of the bone.

So basically, the evidence from the left side of the skull and the left clavicle, points towards a blow to his head, and maybe a second blow to his neck. The second blow cut of his left mastoid process (a tubercle just behind the ear) and left marks in his left clavicle.

Poor George died in a bad way, not from the disease that was quite chronic as seen from his hip joint, but from a nastly blow to his head and the second blow to his neck probably finished him off.

See....the bones never lie!!!

Ok...so I have been very slack to update my blog since I started it (8 months ago), but my MA is my only, but very big excuse!!!! Things got very busy with my studies, and I sort of lost track of anything other than my MA. But please, dont ever be put off doing a master degree, as its been the best thing ever for me. It is a HUGE amount of work, but if you pick the right subject, it can be totally amazing.

Starting the MA was very personal to me, an accomplishment I never thought I could actually do...but I did and its very nearly complete! Not only will I come out with an MA degree, but I have met some amazing people and now have some amazing friends along the way and I have grown and changed into a completely different person I was this time last year! So I would definitely say this MA has been the best decision I have made in my life thus far!

Anyway...back to the subject of this blog!

I'm at the end of my course now, nearly 12 months have gone by, and I'm currently in the middle of my dissertation. A mammoth 20'000 words...and so far its going well! So hopefully, I will be able to post more insights to the fascinating subject that is osteo...and be able to show what I have learnt in the last 12 months!

Lion or Bear...?

Meet Baloo and Simba...

These are the two new plastic replica skulls that the archaeology department received the other week.

The light brown skull on the left is a cave bear and the dark brown skull on the right is an American lion!

Look at those teeth! You would know if one of those bit you on the bum!

The bear skull is nearly as big as my torso!!

We have a little bet that is going on in the department at the moment...

Who would win in a fight...the bear or lion??

George!

Meet George...!

I have got to know George very well over the past month. He is one of the three skeletons that me and my group have had to do a project on. Basically we have to produce a near-to-professional-project as we can on chosen skeletons. The skeletons are from the Great Chesterford collection which is from a Medieval site in Essex.

For each of the three skeletons we have to age, sex, take measurements, note any pathology, and take note of all the skeletal elements. We also have a female (Britney) and a baby to look at (the baby is more than likely less than 1 year old, so it has been very sad looking at his tiny bones, I gave him the name Issac).

Yes I know it is really odd to call the skeletons names, and I know its strange to make them human. But to me, the skeletons I look at are more than just a number in a skeletal report, they were once a living human being, and by naming the skeletons, I like to think I bring them back to life, and honour their life by finding as much as I can about them!

George is my favourite skeleton, and I feel strangely attached to him! Looking at his skull, he seems a sad sort of character, and looks like he has had a hard life. We obviously found out he was male; he was around late 30’s when he died and from looking at the pathology, we think he had suffered from Tuberculosis. We are not sure what he died from yet, but more than likely it was the tuberculosis infection. Poor, old George :o(

When we first got told about this project, it looked very daunting and difficult to do. But now, it doesn’t even faze me. We have to do a weekly test on human bone, where we have to identify 20 bone fragments (30 seconds for each fragment), and say what element they are and also say what side of the body they are from. We have now had 9 tests, and they have progressively got harder and the fragments smaller and more difficult. However, this has made me an expert on human bones and I now know my ulna from my capitate and my navicular from my zygomatic!

And I owe alot to George, helping me to learn the elements...thanks George!!

Bones, bones and more bones!

A few months ago, I was ploughing aimlessly through my life, not knowing where to go, what career path to take and what job to apply to next. Things would have carried on this way if my mother hadn't asked me a question while walking along the sea wall at Dawlish one day in early spring 2008 (which will continue to be the best question she ever asked me in my life!). She asked me the question "what would you do if money wasn't an issue" to which I replied without having to think about it "I would go back to uni and study an MA in forensic archaeology", my mum then replied with "well then, you look into it and I will do as much as I can to get you there"...

Many months followed...of searching for courses, applying to universities, waiting eagerly to hear back, and finally to packing up my life as I knew it and leaving for the unknown!

I got accepted into Southampton University to study an MA in Osteoarchaeology and I started two and a half months ago. This still, even now, perplexes me as to how I am actually here. I still continue to doubt my intellectual level, but I managed to survive my first term, so I must be doing something right!

So now…onto the blog…

Osteoarchaeology is basically the archaeology of human and animal remains. And wow, what a fascinating subject it is…even after a few months of studying it, it truly is amazing. Through this blog I shall post information, facts and my thoughts and feelings on the subject.

I hope to be able to inspire others and get people as passionate as I am on this subject. And I do firmly believe, that if you work hard and keep positive…the dreams you have will come true!