Oh for Pete's sake......

First of all, this is not my x-ray!

Mine is not that bad.....I hope.

 Wednesday I went to the gym as I have for at least the past 9 years, to play ladies night racquetball.  Had a little trouble this time though.....one of our newer players ran in front of me, I tripped over her feet and fell right on my ribs, knocked the air out of me (but surprisingly didn't break any) but did end up with a proximal fracture of the humerus.  I still don't know if I will need surgery, because I couldn't get in until Monday......which seems a bit long, but what do I know?  Apparently unless the swelling gets worse, or the pain increases, I just have to hang in.  Why did I say no to the oxy?  I sure know when the advil wears off.

I'm trying hard to not harbor any ill will to the dumb ass, no I mean idiot clueless woman who caused it.  I think I'm failing though, because there will likely be months of wearing this sling, which means Romeo has to help me get ready to shower, and although we haven't tried it yet, blow dry my hair.  

So, my posts will be short, because typing one handed is also a giant pain.

Enjoy your weekend.

Love, 365

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