Yesterday I had my x-ray and surgeon update. Yah! The bash my arm got from my seven year old son didn't knock it out as I had secretly feared. When I say secretly, I mean of course that I admitted it to everyone but my husband
This is what I learnt from the Surgeon:
1 the ego of the surgeon knows no bounds, and the ability of all the medical staff to laugh at his jokes remains unfettered.
2 my English accent, which unintentionally gets more clipped the more he tries to patronise me, brings out the best (worst?) in the surgeon as he seems to think me a fine audience for his jokes.
3 my sling is now there only to protect my arm from crowds, horses, and small boys. When not around those, I can take it off and should use my arm as much as possible in order to get some movement back into the tendons and ligaments and such like.
4 apparently the fracture I sustained is extremely uncommon in healthy young people and that fact that I managed it is either indicative that I have weak bones (highly unlikely) or that the force with which I hit the ground centred on just one small part of arm was extraordinarily strong, and unlucky.
5 my husband and I can call his dislocated shoulder and my proximal humerus fracture a dead tie as far as pain and inconvenience goes. But I still think I win because I fainted (which of course husband doesn't know) twice, AND I had to have surgery.
6 the bones aren't healed or joined yet, but the plate he put in is holding it all together so I don't need to worry about injuring it in the course of the day.
So hip hip hurray I have of course immediately embarked on a get-this-arm-mobile again programme. Which of course I overdo and get a bit tired by the evening...!
My upper arm can come away from my body by about 3 inches to the front, side and back (which makes putting a t-shirt on difficult, and taking it off impossible). The elbow has full movement now, but is incredibly weak. I have a bingo wing! on my right arm because my toned muscles are now feeble and flabby
I can't rotate the arm in the shoulder at all.
Over the next four weeks I keep going on my own, then another check-up and x-ray, than hopefully physio to help get it moving.