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He did more x-rays and he said he doesn’t think it’s broken. It’s strained and R probably rammed the ball into the socket joint on the elbow. My shorthand explanation. He said there could be a hairline fracture that they can’t see on the x-ray but he believes it’s okay. He told us to keep the splint on tonight and tomorrow start taking it off once in awhile and gently exercise it. They showed me how to re-wrap it. He sees him again in two weeks.

He had corn dogs and french fries for lunch… he could eat them with his weaker hand.

He took the splint off later today and started trying to use his keyboard and mouse. He did okay for a first attempt. It’s got to hurt like hell but he’s trying. Bless his heart.

I went to the store, dragged everything in, put it away, made lunch, picked up packages at the post office, took out all the trash, and changed the catpan.

I was kinda surprised at something today. I didn’t think going to the ortho surgeon would upset me as much as it did. Before we went in I had written a list for the store and had no trouble writing. When it came time to pay the co-pay I couldn’t write for my hands shaking. I think it has something to do with my Mother having been diagnosed with Cancer by an ortho surgeon. Stupid I know but unconsciously I guess I was scared. Twelve years out from her death and I still get the shakes.

Richard broke his arm Monday while getting the mail. He ended up going to work after trying to find someone to take his place and failing.. no one really wanted to give up their holiday time off. One even asked if he was going to the emergency room. Yeah, right. Go to the emergency room at 9pm and be able to go into work at midnight. He went in to work and they sent him home after seeing how much pain he was in. I was waiting to take him to the ER. We got there around 1am and we were there until nearly 7am. They were supposedly being “overrun” but it didn’t look like it with only 4 people in the waiting room. It took them 6 hours to do the paperwork to get him in, x-rays, splint his arm, and do the paperwork to kick him out. He was there 3 or 4 hours before they gave him something for pain. I in the meantime was dealing with a kid who was slowly freaking out over being in the hospital. He did his best to behave but it was scary watching Daddy yell from pain.

He broke his dominant arm, the left. Because of the CP his right arm is weaker so he needs assistance doing almost everything. Doesn’t bother me to do what needs to be done. I have past experience with a patient with one arm out of action. My Mother. I know all about moving people who are disabled by injury. I love him and this is part of the deal I signed when I married him and the reason I wear his ring. He’d do, and has done, the same thing for me. It’s a no-brainer. Besides this time my patient won’t die… unless I screw up meds or something. lol

We weren’t going to do anything special for Thanksgiving anyway because he was scheduled to work. We’ll probably do what I’d planned. Deli meat, cheeses, veggies, dip, rolls, crackers, and some dessert.