Well, it's been a while...
...since I posted last. I got back from upstate New York and went right to work and worked... and then on my way home one evening, a stoopid lil dog ran in front of my scooter and I crashed. Ugly mess it was; went to the hospital in an ambulance, my shoulder was dislocated and I had multiple bruises and scrapes. I spent hours at the ER, and believe me, it's not at all like the TV show. X-rays showed that I also had a broken bone in my shoulder, my first broken bone ever btw. They put me under for a while and "reduced" my shoulder; that's what it's called when four big strong guys spend 30 minutes twisting your arm until it all pops in again. Thankfully, I was blissfully out of it during the process... I can't imagine how anyone would have been able to stand it otherwise.
So, they sent me home for a few days. I was so lucky to have Robert on hand at 3:30 AM when I was released from the ER to pick me up, it's times like this when you learn who your friends are...
I went to the orthopedic clinic, a very good one here in New Orleans on the following Tuesday and saw the surgeon who would operate on me the next Friday. Did that and went back this Monday for a final x-ray. OMG! They put these huge dry wall screws in my shoulder!
And so, I'm thinkin "Hey, this doesn't hurt so bad, I'll be back at work in no time!" My shoulder was weak and felt like it couldn't do much, but it didn't hurt all that much. My elbow on that same side had some nasty road rash and bruising and I also, just for good measure had severly bruised the rib just where the elbow would meet the side of my body. That hurt more than the shoulder, in fact it hurt a lot. My left hand was fine. My right hand, well, sprained thumb, pointy finger had a real bad almost to the bone scrape, and the ring finger has what's called a "swan neck" injury, (six weeks in a splint and maybe it will be all right, I don't want to think about it). But all in all, I was thinkin that it didn't hurt as much as I thought it should.
Doh! Of course, after two weeks, I had to stop the pain meds and that's when reality set in. Obviously a lot of the worst stuff had passed, but just stopping the narcotics is kind of icky, I mean you really depend on them, hehe. But also it's when every little thing that hurts comes a knocking. Like both of my knees; they hurt! They just weren't that high on the list of pains when I was on the heavier meds, so I just never thought they would be an issue. It's amazing, when you have this kind of multiple smashing up, how your body decides what's more important, what you should be paying most attention to right away and what you can wait to later to deal with.
So. I go in next Tuesday so they can take out the stitches and look at it all and decide to start me on the three month physical rehab and hopefully release me for light duty at work. I am almost ready, at least for a few hours a day... I had lunch with my two ATL's today and then spent about an hour at the store. It was totally invigorating, I really want to back in the thick of it, although it will be months before I have even maybe 80 % of my left shoulder strength back. It's fortunate that my value to my team is not measured by how much physical weight I can lift, hehe.
BTW, I can type pretty fast with two fingers on my left hand and three fingers on my right... don't know why I can, just glad that I can.
On a happier note...
Here are some pics from my very nice trip to upstate NY.
I had a good time with my family and my Dad had a really good time, by his standards. There was this one time when my sister, my dad and I were in a Best Buy and I walked over to the keyboard section and my dad started playing the piano... he doesn't remember anything that happened fifteen minutes ago, but there he was picking out something that he learned decades ago. And he was so happy!
Anyway, the pics above are from our visit to the 1905 Dentzel Carrousel at Ontario Beach. Anyone who knows anything about me knows that I am a little crazy about carrousels and this one in particular, my first ride was in with my grandpa in prolly 1954. There was an older band organ there then, but this visit the newer and very good Stinson Band Organ was in working order and it was wonderful! I actually had tears streaming... I love this stuff so much. We did two turns with the kids and then we had to go, they can only handle so much. I would have stayed for hours; it's the most lovely carrousel, not only some amazingly beautiful horses, but a full compliment of rabbits, pigs, cats girrafes, etc! It's rated as one of the top ten in the US and it's the number one rated Dentzel, I think.
The trip was all about family and it was good. My neice is amazing as she always is, and my lil nephew is this running fearless child, strong, (wow is he strong!) and yet remarkably good natured.
And his loves him some carrousel, just like his Uncle Bunny.
Sweet.
durlx
...since I posted last. I got back from upstate New York and went right to work and worked... and then on my way home one evening, a stoopid lil dog ran in front of my scooter and I crashed. Ugly mess it was; went to the hospital in an ambulance, my shoulder was dislocated and I had multiple bruises and scrapes. I spent hours at the ER, and believe me, it's not at all like the TV show. X-rays showed that I also had a broken bone in my shoulder, my first broken bone ever btw. They put me under for a while and "reduced" my shoulder; that's what it's called when four big strong guys spend 30 minutes twisting your arm until it all pops in again. Thankfully, I was blissfully out of it during the process... I can't imagine how anyone would have been able to stand it otherwise.
So, they sent me home for a few days. I was so lucky to have Robert on hand at 3:30 AM when I was released from the ER to pick me up, it's times like this when you learn who your friends are...
I went to the orthopedic clinic, a very good one here in New Orleans on the following Tuesday and saw the surgeon who would operate on me the next Friday. Did that and went back this Monday for a final x-ray. OMG! They put these huge dry wall screws in my shoulder!
And so, I'm thinkin "Hey, this doesn't hurt so bad, I'll be back at work in no time!" My shoulder was weak and felt like it couldn't do much, but it didn't hurt all that much. My elbow on that same side had some nasty road rash and bruising and I also, just for good measure had severly bruised the rib just where the elbow would meet the side of my body. That hurt more than the shoulder, in fact it hurt a lot. My left hand was fine. My right hand, well, sprained thumb, pointy finger had a real bad almost to the bone scrape, and the ring finger has what's called a "swan neck" injury, (six weeks in a splint and maybe it will be all right, I don't want to think about it). But all in all, I was thinkin that it didn't hurt as much as I thought it should.
Doh! Of course, after two weeks, I had to stop the pain meds and that's when reality set in. Obviously a lot of the worst stuff had passed, but just stopping the narcotics is kind of icky, I mean you really depend on them, hehe. But also it's when every little thing that hurts comes a knocking. Like both of my knees; they hurt! They just weren't that high on the list of pains when I was on the heavier meds, so I just never thought they would be an issue. It's amazing, when you have this kind of multiple smashing up, how your body decides what's more important, what you should be paying most attention to right away and what you can wait to later to deal with.
So. I go in next Tuesday so they can take out the stitches and look at it all and decide to start me on the three month physical rehab and hopefully release me for light duty at work. I am almost ready, at least for a few hours a day... I had lunch with my two ATL's today and then spent about an hour at the store. It was totally invigorating, I really want to back in the thick of it, although it will be months before I have even maybe 80 % of my left shoulder strength back. It's fortunate that my value to my team is not measured by how much physical weight I can lift, hehe.
BTW, I can type pretty fast with two fingers on my left hand and three fingers on my right... don't know why I can, just glad that I can.
On a happier note...
Here are some pics from my very nice trip to upstate NY.
I had a good time with my family and my Dad had a really good time, by his standards. There was this one time when my sister, my dad and I were in a Best Buy and I walked over to the keyboard section and my dad started playing the piano... he doesn't remember anything that happened fifteen minutes ago, but there he was picking out something that he learned decades ago. And he was so happy!
Anyway, the pics above are from our visit to the 1905 Dentzel Carrousel at Ontario Beach. Anyone who knows anything about me knows that I am a little crazy about carrousels and this one in particular, my first ride was in with my grandpa in prolly 1954. There was an older band organ there then, but this visit the newer and very good Stinson Band Organ was in working order and it was wonderful! I actually had tears streaming... I love this stuff so much. We did two turns with the kids and then we had to go, they can only handle so much. I would have stayed for hours; it's the most lovely carrousel, not only some amazingly beautiful horses, but a full compliment of rabbits, pigs, cats girrafes, etc! It's rated as one of the top ten in the US and it's the number one rated Dentzel, I think.
The trip was all about family and it was good. My neice is amazing as she always is, and my lil nephew is this running fearless child, strong, (wow is he strong!) and yet remarkably good natured.
And his loves him some carrousel, just like his Uncle Bunny.
Sweet.
durlx
posted by durlx at 8/13/2005 11:28:00 PM
1 Comments:
that fearless little redheaded rider cannot be, simply cannot be, the tiny bundle of new arrival we only just now saw.
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