Good news for me, after five miserable weeks I got my cast taken off my arm yesterday. The atrophy isn’t too bad, but my arm still looks skinny, pale, and peeling (I call it my Voldemort arm). What I wasn’t expecting was for the doctor to tell me I had to wear my wrist brace for another six weeks. I was expecting five days. At least I can shower without a plastic bag and hair band on my arm. Being that my kitchen floor is finished I spend the hours after getting my cast removed washing cabinets and floors. Probably NOT the best use of my very weak and still injured left arm.
Tonight my mom and I are going to the Billy Joel & Elton John concert in Philadelphia – fingers crossed it doesn’t rain!