(add’l note:  surgery is a go for friday)

whimper and whine, ive been feeling sorry for myself all week.  monday nite i took a fall off a curb at a local mall — quilters, brace yourselves, it’s one of our worst nitemares — and i broke my wrist.  bad.  not that there’s any way to break it good.  based on the xrays, the ortho-hand guy thinks i will be having surgery tomorrow (friday) to put in this metal piece with some screws.  they did a cat scan yesterday to confirm, and i am waiting for the final decision on surgery or no surgery.

they re-casted it yesterday and let me choose the color, so of course it’s purple.  dh has been a doll, running me around, making dinners.  the pain meds make me tired, so i’ve sleeping a lot in the recliner, and he adjusts my pillows and blankets and brings me water or freshens my coffee.  all this caregiving is definitely out of his comfort zone.  he had to go out this a.m., and he left a bottle of water for me with the top loosened.  wow, there are so many things you either can’t do or have to relearn with one hand.  and this typing is taking forever!

fortunately vets day was this week, and the coverage on tv of our boys and girls who come home with horrific injuries and amputations helped put me back in my place.  surgery or no surgery, i will be whole again.

and i did a small quilt on the longarm tuesday.  dh had to learn how to pin, but i can do freehand swirls one-handed!  you can’t keep a quilter down for long.  and knittung?  rats!  i had just ordered a bunch of sock yarn, which will just have to wait.  i was wearing my newly knitted socks in the e.r., and the nurses liked them.  the socks now have plaster gunk dribbled across them.  i guess the er doc wasn’t as fond of them.

boo-hoo for now,

sue