Today at work I had the bright idea of going for a walk during my break. Thins were going swimmingly–right up until I took a right on the sidewalk and came across a spot of sidewalk that was covered in black ice, with a liberal splash of snow dusted all over it to hide it.
My legs flew out from under me, and I landed flat on my back. I got up, took another step, and fell again.
For the first half hour or so, I tried to ignore the pain. When it became too obvious that I was in denial, I went to the ER. Verdict? Left radial head fracture. It hurts like the dickens, and is in a splint right now. Tomorrow I go to the orthopedist. Fun incarnate.
Snooping around online, I see that in mild cases, I should be good to go after a few days. Major cases require surgery.
Here’s hoping it’s a mild case.
In the meantime, I can’t use my left arm or hand. Typing with just my right is a much bigger pain than I thought it would be, which is why this post is going to be a short one. I really hope this is a fast recovery. So much of what I do requires both hands.
Oh well–it could have been worse.
35 years, and today’s my first broken bone. Do I win something?
I’ll keep you updated as I find out more.