Screaming for help – Final Words

Final words on Screaming for Help!

Continued from Part Seven

It’s been a long journey, and while the healing is not yet over there is now light at the end of the tunnel.

I’m still seeing the physio once a week, still doing the exercises daily, still waking to stiffness and pain (though it subsides relatively quickly with massage and movement), and still unable to do a down-dog!

Update: I did actually do one this morning, and it was painful in my shoulder, but not my elbow! What I found though was that bending my elbow while weight bearing is still quite painful. Still, I did a down-dog! Woop-Woop! Continue reading Screaming for help – Final Words

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Screaming for help: Part Seven

Two week deadline, Reiki, and verdict!

Continued from Part 6

The week following the surgeon appointment I caught a cold that hit me pretty hard. I cancelled my scheduled physio appointment so I could rest, drink hot lemon and honey, and relieve myself of the cold.

Let me tell you that blowing your nose with one hand while you have a cold is not only difficult but disgustingly messy! Continue reading Screaming for help: Part Seven

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Screaming for help: Part Six

Behind the curtain!

Continued from Part 5

The next appointment with the surgeon was four weeks away.

During that time, I managed to cut physio down to twice a week, and then once a week. I did the exercises every day, and I started to be able to do small things with my left arm.

These small things felt like huge victories! Continue reading Screaming for help: Part Six

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Screaming for help: part five

The Unveiling!

Follows on from part four

Two and a half weeks after the surgery I went to see the surgeon for the first time since the surgery.

I was nervous about this day, uncertain what to expect.

A friend took me to the hospital and dropped me off.

I checked in with the nurse at the Cast Clinic and she told me to check in with x-ray and then come immediately back to her. X-ray! Gah! The fear bubbled and gurgled in my gut, but I kept myself in check and did as she requested.

When I returned she unwrapped my arm, took off the cotton wool, and the hard cover that had been over the wound itself. Continue reading Screaming for help: part five

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Screaming for help: Part four

The first two and a half weeks after surgery…

Following on from last week

I’m one day out of surgery, my arm is bandaged – not cast – swollen, and very warm.

I had pain killers that the hospital prescribed that I was to take every 3-4 hours (or as needed) along with Tylenol Extra Strength every 6 hours.

Those first few days, I set my alarm for both doses – even through the night.

When Karen left the morning after the surgery I felt sure this was the time to grieve. I wanted to cry my heart out for the experience of the past four days. Continue reading Screaming for help: Part four

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Screaming for help: Part Three

This post follows directly from Part Two

My reluctant driver friend arrived at the designated time with the pillow as requested. He got out and helped me into the car as I’d warned in a text message I would likely need.

We set off.

He asked a few questions about why I wasn’t in an ambulance today as it appeared to him I should have been. I did not know the answer.   Continue reading Screaming for help: Part Three

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Screaming for help: Part Two

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This post follows directly from Part One

We left off downloading in the gondola, my arm in agony, no splint, just the sling…

They stopped the gondola to allow me to get out while it wasn’t moving.

The paramedics asked me to get onto the stretcher and were a little short with me when I said I would rather not lie down.

The pain of moving my arm was too much, I couldn’t go through it again. Continue reading Screaming for help: Part Two

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Screaming for help!

“Help! Please. Somebody. Help ME!” I screamed for a about five minutes on repeat before anyone came.

Part One:

On August 29, 2016, I broke and dislocated my elbow.

It was a Monday, and I’d created a long weekend for myself by taking an extra day off work to do with as I pleased.

I love taking Monday’s off; they feel more like a day off than any other day to me.

I’d woken relatively early and, as I watched the morning mist clear, I decided to skip all the other plans I had for the day, domestics – cleaning, laundry, shower & hair wash, etc… and decided to go up the Sea to Sky Gondola to walk one of the trails.

I remember that as I dressed, I debated whether I should have that shower first, wash my hair, then go. It had been three days since I’d washed my hair and normally I wouldn’t consider going out on the third day without washing first.

Instead, I mocked my vanity and pulled my hair into a ponytail. This is something I would regret for days and days, nine days in fact. Continue reading Screaming for help!

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Crisis outweighs heartbreak

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Not for the first time in my life has a crisis outweighed what could have been a heartbreaking experience for me.

Crisis outweighs Heartbreak. 

A good friend, someone I considered up and in line with my best of friends, “broke up” with me.

He decided that our differences were too cavernous for his liking and he needed to distance himself from those differences.

The result:  Continue reading Crisis outweighs heartbreak

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The face before she laughs

A few weeks ago I sent a belated birthday card and letter update to my mom.

I couldn’t find the address to where she is currently living so I Googled it.

Clicking through the website for the retirement home to find the mailing address brought me to a page where my mom’s face is a part of the banner at the top of the screen.

I stopped and stared.

I know that face. Continue reading The face before she laughs

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