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Chick out of commission

I went back to Chicago for a visit, and was being really really careful not to get sick like last time I went home in winter. As I got to Germany, I felt pretty cocky that I’d broken the curse and had made it back to Europe in one piece and as planned.

My next stop, Paris with a few friends, didn’t end as well. On the last night there, I pulled a superman, and fell, right arm straight out, down two small stairs and slammed into a very solid bar. No, I wasn’t drunk at the time. Oh yes, I sure wish I had been, because as I hit, I heard a crunch, and several excruciating hours later I learned that this was the resut:

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That’s my humorous. I’m not going to do the “funny” joke here. Just not.

So I went back to Germany as planned the next day, but instead of returning to Kiev as planned the day after, I spend the next two days talking to doctors, and on the third day, had surgery to get pieced back together again. The end result was this:

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I’m having physical therapy to learn how to move my right arm again. It’s going pretty well, I guess, and is really pretty amazing that it hasn’t even been a week since the surgery and I’m typing this with both hands, I don’t have a cast or even a sling, and am not really even on any painkillers heavier then pretty much advil. Just don’t ask me to hold anything or raise my hand - yet. I’m pretty sure that this whole thing will end with me being bionic or having some other kick ass superpower, like maybe the ability to watch where I’m going and not fall down all the fucking time.

Anyway, hope to get the all clear from the doctor on Wednesday and back to Kiev on Thursday. Anyone know a good physical therapist in Kiev?

5 Comments

  1. hu young wrote:

    oh..Are you ..ok?

    Monday, April 7, 2008 at 4:39 pm | Permalink
  2. Mrs. Bedell wrote:

    As one who is bionic (neck plate and screws) and has components of the dead residing in me (neck, knee), I can tell you that you will get some freaking sweet superpowers. That is, after you complete your PT. You’re just a grasshopper now, and they don’t want you to use your powers for good and not evil.

    Seriously, the Bedells hope you’re on the mend and using your (assumed) drinking hand skillfully as ever.

    Monday, April 7, 2008 at 11:54 pm | Permalink
  3. illnoise wrote:

    How’s your german? Are you sure you went to a doctor and not a shoe store? It looks like they just braced it with a shoehorn and wrapped a shoelace around it to hold it in place.

    Thursday, April 10, 2008 at 7:05 pm | Permalink
  4. illnoise wrote:

    Also, if those are screws and not a shoelace, shouldn’t they have ground the points off the ends of the screws that came all the way through the bone?

    Thursday, April 10, 2008 at 7:07 pm | Permalink
  5. SHM wrote:

    Advil! A prime opportunity for heavy duty, Rush Limbaugh hooked on Oxy-cotin type painkillers and you didn’t go for it. I am so disappointed. I may have to go looking for a new hero.

    Take care. And keep up the physical therapy, it really does make a difference.

    Thursday, April 10, 2008 at 9:49 pm | Permalink

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