Sponge Bob Square Arm
At the hospital at 6:45 a.m. for surgery on the arm I broke yesterday. As you can see, I survived the ordeal (although not at my glamourous best!) and will live to fight another day. The doctor told Mr. W it was a very significant break, and they had to install a titanium plate and a bunch of screws to hold all the shattered bits together. Apparently I will now have to travel with a doctor's letter, because I will set off metal detectors in airports!
Right now, my arm is still completely numb, and it feels like it weighs 100 pounds. This fetching yellow foam contraption and I will be inseparable for the next several days.
Picture credit goes to Mr. W!