Clavicle Update

First, it’s not a clavix. My mistake.

Second, we have met with our local doctor, which was much more fruitful. He gauged my movement, showed me a stretching exercise I should do, and made me an appointment with an orthopedic specialist on Friday. They will be the one to decide if I need surgery or not.

I’m not taking any pain meds, other than the occasional ibuprofen, and am generally in very little pain. The first afternoon/evening was pretty hard, but that can partially be attributed to the concussion, shock, and dehydration. Sleeping at night isn’t particularly comfortable, but it’s manageable. I have discovered that my SumoSac is perhaps the most wonderful piece of furniture ever.

I can only type one handed, and only about 30-40 WPM, so suffice it to say that my first draft of the scifi novel I’ve been working on will not be completed by August. I will, however, still be running the D&D game we are starting this Friday.

I am back at work and will be attending leadership training this week. Though my functionality is limited, there’s no reason I can’t sit and listen to people talk.

Also, for those who are curious, our weekend in Eureka Springs wasn’t quite ruined. We couldn’t ride horses or get massages, but we did go shopping. I found some great sandals for 50% off and April got a skirt and a big, floppy hat. We also had the best coffee ever at a little place in town.

Blog entries will be few and short for the next 6-8 weeks; today’s was the last one I had written in advance. I intend for the OBS to be podcast only for a month or so.

I’ll put some pictures up from our weekend eventually. Until then, I’m signing off.

Moving very little

While April and I are in Eureka Springs to celebrate her graduation, we thought we’d do some bicycle riding through the beautiful Ozarks. Unfortunately, when I thought I was going towards a trail, I was actually going down a steep hill that ended in a sharp decline. I ended up falling about 3-5 feet, faceplanted, and broke my collarbone. All I could think at the time was, “Thank God I’m wearing a helmet.”

We don’t have our camera cable or I’d post pictures. My head’s bruised some and I probably had a mild concussion (with which I am quite familiar from my youth). My clavix, as it is more scientifically known, is very broken and will likely need surgery. I have an appointment with my primary physician on Monday who will then refer me to an orthopedic specialist.

The “ER” we visited in Eureka Springs was almost worthless. Despite there being no other patients there, it took forever for the doctor to see me, and the X-ray people were all kinds of slow, unprofessional, and frustrating. When I asked the “doctor” for more details, he said he just didn’t know and I should go to Cox hospital in Springfield to see someone who actually knew what they were talking about. The nurse was similarly clueless and the person in charge of billing could not tell us how much everything cost.

A section of the bone in the middle of my left shoulder on the front broke on both sides, so we could see it floating, displaced, on the X-rays. It hurts like hell if I move that arm/shoulder much, but I’ve got a sling and if I’m relatively still then I’m fine. Going to try to avoid taking the demerol they gave me because demerol leaves me unable to think coherently. If given the choice between physical pain and pseudo-insanity, I’m going to opt for the former.

That being said, I’ll pop a pill before bed. :-p

We haven’t decided when we’re driving back to Springfield. April wanted to leave tonight but the doctor suggested waiting at least one night (just about the only helpful thing he did). I’m pushing to remain here through the weekend and try to do most of the stuff we were going to (though horseback riding is out, sadly).

If you’re the praying type, I’d appreciate your prayers for a swift recovery and no long-term damage. I’ll be having surgery in a week or two as well, and maybe some physical therapy down the line.

Praise God it wasn’t worse. And remember kids, always wear your helmet.