At last the cast is off my right arm. It was only two weeks. I don't know what I was thinking. I nearly passed out from the pain when my arm was freed. Seriously. They had to lay me down, get a pillow, a wet rag for my head, some orange juice ... and wait. I guess I thought that my arm would have magically healed while encased in fiberglass and I could do everything as before. Alas no. I also have a sprained wrist, so I have a brace as well as a sling now. If anything I'm even more encumbered. I can take those off, in fact I have to take them off and exercise my arm at times during the day. Also ice the elbow 20 minutes a day.
The arm doesn't have a huge range of motion yet. The fingers are good to go, not so the thumb (I think that's to do with the wrist). My elbow looks like a grapefruit, size and color. Very nice.
Doc gave me a large container of Vicodin to encourage my doing my daily exercises. As my brain has been mush anyway, I don't see how it can hurt. I think all my faculties have gone toward healing these past two weeks. I am curious to see how long it will take me to get back in writing shape. Physically and mentally. Stay tuned if you have the patience!
And, please ... do write and say what your own experience has been in similar circumstances. Has injury ever affected your creativity?
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