"I expected more from your arm," the doctor said. "We're going to get you a bone simulator."
Well, the bone isn't there yet. It should've been. But my body has decided to be different. Hashaimoto's is running this show. Aw man...
Still can't drive or go to work. Can't lift my arm like a normal person?
The bright side, typing is getting easier. I can hopefully finish what I had started-actually, I was halfway there with a novel when I broke my humerus.
How can anyone make a 5 year plan with the unexpected hiding around the corner?
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Hugs and chocolate,
PS The xray pic was taken today
Yep. That's my broken humerus. Purdy, huh?