Last night, because I knew I'd be rid of my cast in the morning, I had the boys help me "beautify" it with Sharpie markers. The only problem is, I forgot to take a picture while it was still attached to my arm. So you get the next best thing: pictures of my obsolete exoskeleton, post-extraction.
Here's a shot of what appears to be the limb of an abused leper.
Yup, it's mine alright. Even the doctor was surprise by the amount of bruising that remained. Cameron said my arm looks like a skeleton, and I'm inclined to agree with him. It still hurts like crazy, and it will take some time before I regain the lost strength and flexibility in my wrist, but oh man, does it feel good to be out of that cage! No more plastic newspaper sleeves in the shower (thanks for the great idea, Mom Carling: they worked like a charm!).
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9 years ago
wow, I'd say that bruising came from the dr. pushing on your wrist and leaving his finger prints on your cast! Hang in there, it won't be long and you will be back to normal.
ReplyDeleteWow! The boys are quite the artists! Great job! The bruising, atophy, and dry skin are familiar since I have broken both of my arms (at different times, of course), but I don't remember THAT much bruising! You have a new color scheme to work through with that! Right now, lovely shades of purple and yellow!
ReplyDeleteHooray for your freedom. Are they having you do therapy? Cool cast artwork. Interesting that the arm would be bruised like that. What is the saying ... free at last, I'm free at last. Hope all is well for all of you.
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