The end of the broken wrist journey – well, almost. Still some physiotherapy to contend with and one more hospital visit.
Today was the day for some screaming buzz saw fun. The hospital technician at the Fracture Clinic showed me how the saw would not hurt my skin or flesh at all, by demonstrating on his own hand and arm. “Buzz, buzz, Weeee!” it screamed. The noise was a little off-putting, but all was well; my arm survived intact and the cast came off quite easily, revealing a decidedly skinnier arm, with unattractive dry, peeling skin mostly on my palm.
I was unprepared for the pain that was still present but an X-ray and a further consultation with the orthopaedic doctor assured me that it was a normal feeling. The X-ray had shown that the fracture (actually 2 fractures) had healed well, so that was good news. It should be totally better by about 10 weeks from now. (Oh...)
Now to arrange some physio and to become used to, once more, being able to use two hands.
How great it will be to have a shower without having one arm encased in a plastic bag. Hooray!
Hopefully this will be my last post on the subject of a fractured bone. Sorry about the boring whinge!
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