I sure appreciate your diligence with all your postings. It has comforted me (and scared me and even brought out a few chuckles). I broke the greater tuberosity of the humerus bicycle riding the Virginia Creeper Trail May 30. It's a wonderful, easy bike ride. Children to senior citizens enjoy it. We drove to Damascus, VA and spent the night at a wonderful B&B (Augusta's Appalachian Inn). That night we had a great dinner at a family style restaurant and the owner advised us that if you get back too soon you have not spent enough time enjoying the sights and scenery. The next morning we rented bikes andthey took us to White Point. From there, it's a nice, gradual downhill ride - about 17 miles - back to Damascus. About 4 miles into the ride, I was so enjoying the ride and sights that I got a little too close to a bridge railing. The railing reached out and grabbed my handlebar (the straight kind) and that whipped my tire over to the railings which bit my tire. That made the bike buck like a bronco. These bikes are not quite like boys' bikes, but not like girls' bikes, either. The bar was high enough that I could not get off without a lot of effort. Well, on a bucking bike that's not possible. BAM! Not only did I break my "shoulder" but also cracked a rib and pubic bone (on the other side of my body, of course). My husband tells me that he was so close behind me that when I fell he ran into me! I would have never known... maybe he shouldn't have told me.
That was 26 days ago. After about 2 weeks in the sling my shoulder was screaming to get out and the doc said that would be fine, that it was for my comfort and protection. Well, it wasn't comfortable and I wasn't going anywhere to get bumped around. In fact, I still wouldn't go anyplace that boisterous. I've barely driven, although I did take my 68 Bug out yesterday evening. My husband had to go with me to shift into 2nd when I'd turn a corner from a stop and to help turn the wheel in tight spots. I can use my left hand to stabilze the wheel, but not to turn it. I can pick up light objects. I can pet the dog if she'll stay close enough to me.
But the sleep! 2 hrs at a time. This is exhausting. I went off pain meds probably before I should have, but then I finished them up for night time use. But still, the nights are so awful. It helped me to see that I am not alone. I'm looking forward to pt in the next week or so (well, sort of!) but, being summer, with all kinds of plans that have already been squashed, I'll be in town a week, then out of town a week, then in town two weeks, then out of town two weeks, then in town for a week. Then work starts back up. ugh. That will be a challenge!
Many say, "gee, it's aren't you glad you have the summer to recuperate?" I say, I'd rather miss work to recuperate and enjoy my summer off! Even with the travels that were already planned, it's not going to be nearly the fun it should be, sitting in the heat, watching while others do a zip line or swim or kayak...