The accident happened only a mile from my home, near a western entrance to the park. Two hikers came to my rescue. They offered to call 911, but I had them call Gerry at home instead. He came to my rescue within minutes. We went home, and I spent the next few hours with an ice pack on my arm. Mid afternoon Gerry drove me to have it x-rayed. I was 99 percent certain it was broken, and sure enough, I have an olecranon fracture which requires surgery.
Friday afternoon I scheduled an appointment with Dr. Brian Dierckman at the Southern California Orthopedic Institute in Van Nuys. They are trying to work me in for surgery Tuesday (if not Tues, it will be Thurs.)
Arm heavily bandaged and wrapped from shoulder to wrist |
If my hand is this big and ugly, maybe it's a good thing I can't view my arm! |
I'm looking at 2 to 3 months pf physical therapy. Supposedly, it takes 6 months to fully recover from this. Looking at the bright side, if I had to break an appendage, I'm glad it is my left arm. It is far preferable than my right arm, left leg, or right leg.
Hey, I'm getting the hang of this one-handed typing!