Week 18 ~ Love takes time…so does bone healing

Well, here we are 18 weeks later and still with broken arm.

Not much has changed since my last x-ray three weeks ago:

A bit more callus has shown, but we need it to fill in more.  My ortho is optimistic that when I next see him in 5 weeks, that I can start physio.  We’ll see...

I’m out of the cast finally…and I hope it does not return from the dead again.

I’m trying to be extra careful with my arm while in a brace, as well as out of it when I take my showers (yes, I can take showers again – refer to Week 7 blog entry for current mood).

But, it’s sooo hard.  There have been times where I feel like I have moved my arm too much and have that sinking feeling that something is wrong and I have misaligned my broken bones.  And 5 weeks is a long time to wait until my next x-ray.  Stressful, but I have been praying every night for my arm to heal.  Well, almost every night…if I remember to.

Though, the notion of ruining this healing progress would be quite embarrassing.  To stumble and make it this far, only to stumble again…Please Lord do not play tricks on me again.  Pleaaase!

I also go back to work in 3 weeks, which should be interesting as a one-armed man.  I’ll have modified duties, but I’m unsure how this will all work out since there really isn’t much that I can physically do.   

(I don't work in construction btw.)

I think most frustrating is that I still can’t drive.  I could try, but most of my turn signals are on the left side of my steering wheel.  But, having to rely completely on others to take me places and now with work is slightly depressing.

In my case…