I fractured my right wrist late yesterday afternoon. We were sledding and on the way back to the car, I slipped on ice and braced my fall with my right hand.
Talk about pain. Luckily the closest ER was five minutes away and despite the warning sign on the check-in desk that estimated at least a 3-hour wait time, I was seen in a timely manner, probably because my hand and wrist were double than normal size and I almost passed out from pain.
Thankfully I don’t have to have surgery. Right now I’m wearing a splint and sling and will get a cast later this week. But already, after less than 24 hours, its apparent that the next 4-6 weeks are going to be a challenge.
- Cut an English muffin
- Put peanut butter on said English muffin
- Change a diaper
- Dress my 2-year old
- Dress myself
- Put my hair in a ponytail
- Put on makeup
- Put the lid on a sippy cup
- Write legibly
- Sleep more than 45 minutes at a time
- Pick up my kids
- Buckle my kids in their car seats
- Fold clothes
- Zip anything without a struggle
You get the idea. It’s going to be a long month.