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Point of View: Broken Again

broken arm

Well, I am broken again.

For those of you who didn’t see the news on Facebook, I was riding my bike (yes, I know) and managed to run into a parked car. I still don’t know how I did it, other than to say that I glanced over my shoulder, and when I looked back, the car was there.

I want to think that it was a magical car, and that it just appeared out of nowhere. But my friends have assured me that this was probably not the case.

I managed to break my wrist, and it’s not clear yet how much damage there is. I will find that out later this week. In the meantime, I have a plaster splint, which is basically just an open sided cast, that keeps my right arm bent and prevents me from moving the wrist too much.

Of course, this is my dominant hand, and I am not allowed to use it for much except for very minor things. After going through a broken humerus last year, I didn’t think I’d be here again, ever, especially not so soon. But life brings you what it does, and the grace is in how you deal with it.

On the bright side, there is no pain. I am able to sleep with this injury, unlike last time. And I am hoping that surgery will not be required.

I am once again finding out how well I can type with my left hand, how to use voice-to-text, and what my limits are. I’m slogging through, doing what needs to be done and hoping to get back to normal soon.

Life really likes to kick you when you’re down, doesn’t it?

I am lucky that I have my beautiful husband, Mark, who takes great care of me, even as I wish he didn’t have this extra burden to deal with.

So wish us luck. I think we are overdue for some.

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