Easter Sunday I fell and landed mostly on my left elbow. It's not broken, but the top forearm bone is cracked (up in the elbow joint). It's bruised and sore, and I can't put any stress on it.
The good news is that I don't have a cast! I do have a sling, that I have to wear when I go out; at home, I have my left arm propped on a pillow.
I go back to work tomorrow, bruises and all. I can type with my right hand, so I'll be able to do my work (albeit slower). Should be interesting!
UPDATE - MAY 10
My arm and I went to see the nice folks at the Orthopaedic office, and I learned the following:
- It really was broken, after all (Dr. P used the "B" word when he was seeing how far he could bend my arm before I hit E over high C)
- Not every broken arm gets a concrete slipcover (well, I'm told that's what they feel like, anyway)
- Mine is healing nicely and he was happy with my range of motion - and he gave me some more light exercises to encourage my elbow to fold up closer, and also to unfold straighter
- I don't have to wear the sling all the time now (YAY!), but on an "as needed" basis
- Still can't drive yet (my truck is a 5-speed).
- Typing one-handed is harder than it looks
- If DH puts the lid on my spill-proof glass too tightly for me to open, there is always someone nice at the office to open it for me
- DH and I are both left-handed; I can now write better with my right hand than he can with his left
