This arm break is a serious problem. I'm still in the temporary cast so essentially I haven't actually started healing. Every once in awhile, I move the wrong way and I feel the bones give and a wave of pain rushes through my body that makes me wish I was in labor. I have to type and do everything with my left hand. I'm right handed. I essentially can't work or work out. It's difficult to sleep - even with the medication.
I've already irritated my mom and my husband. So on top of the fact that I haven't showered since Sunday, I also have to apologize and make nice with the two worst caregivers I know. All of my Christmas craftiness has been shot to hell - along with the ice skating, gingerbread house making and snowboarding. (The girls and I put up our tree and lights on Sunday.)
I see the Doctor on Friday. Erik seems to think that they will have to immobilize my entire arm. That it will be fixed in some sort of awkward jutted out position until Spring.
I think I'll go get a manicure. I'm pretty sure I won't be able to chip the polish on my swollen sausage-sized fingers.