MajGenl.Meade wrote: ↑Sun Jul 24, 2022 5:01 pm
Bicycle Bill wrote: ↑Sun Jul 24, 2022 1:02 pm
I might have broken my leg and shoulder in a fall almost eight weeks ago...
You mean the doctors couldn't diagnose those issues or they just didn't tell you?
[Glad you're out and safe]
Oh, they knew right away I'd broken my leg. When the bone is sticking out, that's usually a pretty good clue. And since I'd broken a shoulder once before back in 2006 or so, I was able to advise them of that as well. It was the fracture — well, crack, actually — of the right radius at the wrist that they missed originally; they didn't catch that until two days later when they wanted me to put some pressure on my wrist trying to transfer out of bed. I thought it was just a sprain, but radiology showed otherwise.
So, for the entire month of June I was in hospital with a rod inserted into my left femur (and a half-dozen screws to secure it in place), a broken left humerus at the knob at the shoulder joint, and a cast on my right wrist to immobilize that appendage (and undergoing some physical and occupational therapy); then another 20 days at a skilled nursing care/rehab center until I was healed up enough and they were satisfied that the therapy had gotten me reasonably steady, pain-free, and mobile, and I could be turned loose on my own again.
As of now, my wrist is such that I can use it almost as well as I could before the accident; the shoulder is healing and I have clearance for moderate weight-bearing (as I can tolerate it); and I'm able to walk with the aid of a folding 'hemi-walker', perhaps transitioning to a quad-cane in the next two to three weeks, with the aim of ultimately becoming fully bi-pedal without the need for aids again.
And before you ask ... No, I didn't do this on my bicycle. You know that when you want to wish good luck to a performer you tell them to "break a leg"? I took it a little too literally. I'd been out singing karaoke for a couple hours after attending a baseball game
(the La Crosse Loggers home opener) on May 31st and, when I decided to call it a night, I somehow tripped, missed my footing, or something and fell down a set of three steps leading back out to the sidewalk, landing about as gracefully as a sackful of hammers.
-"BB"-
Yes, I suppose I could agree with you ... but then we'd both be wrong, wouldn't we?