Free at Last! But Not Free on Fridays.
My cast is OFFFFF, and omg, it is so amazing to be able to type and feed myself and button my pants and wash my hair with BOTH HANDS without having to contend with a garbage bag rubber banded around my entire arm. It’s been off a week and a half, and you know, it’s kinda like childbirth. if you’ve never had a kid or broken a bone, you think that once the baby is out, your body will go back to normal. HA. your stomach lays there beside you, and you STILL look 7 months pregnant, and somehow this became about my body issues instead of my arm. Sorry.
I mean, I’d never had a broken bone before, so before i went in to get the cast off, i dreamed of all the amazing things i would be able to do again. like feed myself and type and wash my hair, etc. and of course, i would be able to do that instantly.
ha. hahahahaha. no.
the doctor sawed the cast off, pried it apart, and THEN told me, “Spend two more weeks pretending it’s still casted. THEN you can start doing light activities.”
So, yes. My cast is off. Yesterday, I washed my hair with both hands. BABY STEPS.