I feel like this pic right now...like throwing my arms up in joy! I went to the Doctor today as a follow up to surgery for this incident. Rewind...yes, I had to get surgery on my arm and the doc put a metal plate in my wrist. My first time under general anesthesia and everything! I have a lifetime of airport security hassles ahead of me.
I have been laying pretty low due to recovering and the fact that just functioning at work was Mt. Everest to me. Desk job with one arm? Let me just tell you this...you have not lived until you've opened mail with your teeth. I fell asleep on the couch at about 8pm last night and didn't wake up until morning. No joke. Just living life is tiring!
But...BUT! After today's doctor's visit, doc TOOK MY CAST OFF! Just boom - it's gone! I am certainly not healed...I have a nasty long cut that's stitched up on my wrist, and absolutely no mobility in my wrist or thumb. But I can type and shower and do normal-people things again, for the most part.
'Scuse me while I go do a happy dance! Oh and just for fun:
Yup, cracked straight through the bone.
(First photo via, second one from the ER the day of the incident)