26 May 2014

in case you were wondering...

on 27 april, during a soccer game, my arm was broken.

i don't say, "i broke my arm." because, although my actions led to its being in harm's way, i didn't break my own arm, per se. i've heard enough 'you aren't supposed to play soccer with your hands' comments, so haha you can just skip those. i know i should have headed the ball instead of flinging my arm up to protect my face, but in my defense, i'm quite header-challenged. i'm just notoriously poor at it. pluswise, knowing now that that ball was delivered with bone-breaking power, i am glad i didn't try to head it because i probably would have ended up unconscious.

so, instead of successfully heading the ball, or the more likely, receiving a concussion, i sacrificed my arm to what's known in orthopaedic circles as the 'nightstick fracture' due to its proclivity for being acquired by rioters protecting their faces from the blows of a billy-club.

of course, i went immediately to the doctor... in a world where immediately means 2 road trips, 1 marathon, and 12 days later. in my defense, i could not imagine the bone was broken. it was slowly but surely healing - pain, swelling, bruises all subsiding. but, i just didn't think it was 'right' and i didn't want to be one of those people who never regains full range of motion because they never had the sense to have it checked out.

so i went and it was indeed fractured, but in a way you could barely see on the xray. i'd been lucky, really, that the bone hadn't been displaced and that healing had begun. the suited me up with a hard splint - as opposed to a cast - so that i could remove it as needed.

when i went back this week for a two-week checkup, the xray looked tons worse and the doc actually seemed a bit surprised. he asked if i'd hit it, which i had not. he said the displacement is well within tolerance, that he could see lots of new bone growth, and he wasn't concerned, but that i'll probably have a bump when it heals. i don't mind bumps, so i don't care about that, but i blame the splint for being malformed, so i'm probably gonna sue for malpractice.

haha! no, i'm not.






or... am i??






~~~this post brought to you by the one-handed typist.~~~

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