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Another sign exercise and I are not friends

Sunday, February 1st, 2009 | Life in Czeltistan | 8 Comments

Broken elbow

Since it was s nice and warm out today, I figured I’d take a walk over to the bookstore. Everything was going fine until I got to the corner around from the store. I was moving at a pretty good clip. I forgot about the slab of concrete that sits an inch or two higher than its neighbors. Or at least I forgot about it until I clipped it.

Trying not to land directly on my face, I put my arms out. Tried — and managed — to avoid breaking my wrists. Felt something click oddly in my elbow. Thought I’d dislocated something. No, wait. I still have some range of motion. Not dislocated.

Sat and shook it off. Went to the bookstore. Thought better of it in the next 10 minutes when I kept breaking into a sweat. Fine, concrete. You win. Walked two blocks to the hospital and found the ER.

Found out I’ve got myself a nice radial head fracture. Hooray! Way to go, Czelt!

So I’m in a sling. I have to see my (very, very good-looking) orthopaedic guy this week. (Oh, darn.) At the moment, though, I have almost no pain. Thankfully, I have a pretty high pain tolerance, and it’s workin’ its magic.

So patience is going to be a virtue for you all over the next month. Typing — my preferred mode of communication — is going to be slow. I’m not even remotely a good one-handed typist.

Speaking of which, enough for now. I’m going back to watching the Superbowl. Skipping the Puppy Bowl in favor of a trip to Walgreens for vicodin. Don’t need it now, but I don’t want to find out the hard way that it’d be nice at 2am.

Oh, also: my brother and I are of the opinion that the saddest part of the story is that I didn’t actually get to look around the bookstore. No new books. :(

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