update
I went to work!
Two half days!
Youngest did a wonderful job watching out for me during the commute, completely unobtrusively...which totally took me back to the days when I ran interference for him in the same kinds of situations.
I worked till 2:00 on Wednesday and Thursday (I'm going to work three days a week) and had worked from home for a week or so before I went so it wasn't too overwhelming.
It was pretty terrific to have other things to concentrate on and see my co-workers, it was increasingly difficult to tell our story: K and I were in an accident on our scooter when a driver in a car cut us off. I noticed that he didn't see us and told K who honked the horn but the driver pulled out in front of us. K hit the brakes, I fell off, K fell with the scooter when the front brakes locked up. We have various moderate injuries and are recovering - though I had a procedure in the trauma center under anesthesia and surgery a few days later and may take slightly longer...no, we probably won't use the scooter again, no, the driver can not be held liable for the accident. We did not hit his car, his car did not hit us. I'm not sure what we'd want from him anyway. yes, it was traumatic, yes it could have been much worse - we are okay.
I was so emotionally tired of telling it yesterday that when a stranger on the elevator asked what happened to me I told her I was in a car accident.
Today I'm at home, checking my email and watching QVC. Do we like Philosophy products? They're expensive but there are some great deals! Hope In A Jar? Anyone?
Did you know I'm not a sweets person? I'm not. I love salty things - but salty things make my hand swell until it's pressing uncomfortably against my cast. And everything I love is salty.
This weekend I'm going to binge on fruits and vegetables. I'm one handed, too, so someone has to cut up my dinner. I require one handed foods only.
I'm not really complaining but it is starting to be a little bit challenging.
Two half days!
Youngest did a wonderful job watching out for me during the commute, completely unobtrusively...which totally took me back to the days when I ran interference for him in the same kinds of situations.
I worked till 2:00 on Wednesday and Thursday (I'm going to work three days a week) and had worked from home for a week or so before I went so it wasn't too overwhelming.
It was pretty terrific to have other things to concentrate on and see my co-workers, it was increasingly difficult to tell our story: K and I were in an accident on our scooter when a driver in a car cut us off. I noticed that he didn't see us and told K who honked the horn but the driver pulled out in front of us. K hit the brakes, I fell off, K fell with the scooter when the front brakes locked up. We have various moderate injuries and are recovering - though I had a procedure in the trauma center under anesthesia and surgery a few days later and may take slightly longer...no, we probably won't use the scooter again, no, the driver can not be held liable for the accident. We did not hit his car, his car did not hit us. I'm not sure what we'd want from him anyway. yes, it was traumatic, yes it could have been much worse - we are okay.
I was so emotionally tired of telling it yesterday that when a stranger on the elevator asked what happened to me I told her I was in a car accident.
Today I'm at home, checking my email and watching QVC. Do we like Philosophy products? They're expensive but there are some great deals! Hope In A Jar? Anyone?
Did you know I'm not a sweets person? I'm not. I love salty things - but salty things make my hand swell until it's pressing uncomfortably against my cast. And everything I love is salty.
This weekend I'm going to binge on fruits and vegetables. I'm one handed, too, so someone has to cut up my dinner. I require one handed foods only.
I'm not really complaining but it is starting to be a little bit challenging.
Comments
Strangers are so curious, aren't they? It's ok to tell a wee fib for your own peace of mind. Or you could hand out cards with your blog address. :)
Be well. I'm glad you are recovering and getting back to work.
Glad you're making forward progress. Hang in there!
That's even more upsetting ... but now useless to even mention ...
UGH!
Try to cope with the whole thing a sbest as you can. The Ninja story sounds about right ...
when people saw him with his cast they assumed he'd injured himself playing soccer or doing something stupid. so they would always ask in a cheerful, sometimes even mocking tone. and then we would tell them, the whole story, even the gory parts, and list all his injuries. we would then watch them with their jaws on the floor and smile at each other thinking "sorry, you shouldn't have asked!"
ps: wish I could send you saucisson.