If I were the cussing kind (which sometimes I suppose if I am honest I am) I would be cussing a blue streak (I don't even know what that means, but it sounds like a lot). I just got back from the bone doctor. Turns out that ONCE AGAIN I have not grown any bone in my arm.
So, what's next? A CT Scan, followed by bone marrow removal from my hip, and probably a plate in my arm and possibly a rod. Oh the words going through my brain right now. So many choices . . .
But, on a positive note, I don't have to wear my stupid brace unless I am in a dangerous situation (he specifically mentioned the grocery store and kid's birthday parties . . . that's funny that those are equally dangerous! HA!)
So, if you are around me much, you won't see me in my brace . . . most likely. But I'm still broken, officially.
All that to say . . . I can't really say. :)
YUCK!!! Sorry to hear it's not better. None of that stuff sounds fun. Does it make it better your husband's coming home? Have a Friday (good I hope)
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Yes, it definitely makes it better!
ReplyDeletehey you. i am sorry to hear all this is going on. what has the dr said as far as you actually healing? eventually you have to be healed... i know you are happy since your hubby came yesterday!!! that will make life better!!! :) love ya...
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