Thursday, September 3, 2009

Silly Putty For My Funny Bone

The good news is I'm not using a sling anymore. The bad news is I've started occupational therapy for my arm/elbow. OH MY GOD! It's like torture. A normal arm can extend all the way. Mine can't. I can't turn a door knob and I can't open the car door. Convincing my arm to do these things again is like telling a piece of cheap steak to be a rib eye. A bit of advice...don't break your radial head. The OT is more painful than the injury itself.

A kind of neat thing...I did get myself some therapy putty. I don't know if that's the real name for it but that's what I'm calling it. It comes in different "strengths." I got medium. It's green and has the consistency and texture of a really stiff silly putty. It doesn't have the cool smell of it though. The putty is to help keep my fingers strong. It's quite a work out. I'm only telling you about it because I think it's neat. I'd never heard of anything like it before. Maybe I'll see if it will pick up the Sunday comics like silly putty does.

Do you notice the bruise on my wrist in the picture? Thankfully, that's the last of them. I had one almost as big as my palm right under my elbow. It was a lovely shade of purple. I'm glad they're almost gone. For a while it looked like someone beat the shit out of me.

Because of my busted arm I'm not able to get on the skateboard. Well, I suppose I could but Mike would probably beat me with it. I can't stop thinking about it though. Every day while I'm sitting here doing nothing I can hear kids going by on their skateboards. Part of me wants to run outside and yell "DUUUUUDES! Can I come too?" In fact, I can hear someone skating by right now. Hate them! I don't really but I'm frustrated. I am thinking about going over to the David W. Deane Skatepark and checking it out up close. School has started so there really shouldn't be anybody over there.

So, another four weeks of OT. I just realized it's four weeks and not three. WTF! I was a bad person in a past life, wasn't I? Ugh! Once I'm done with the therapy I plan on getting back out there. Should we start taking bets on what I'll break next?

-Beaver

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