Hello February, the end of February anyway.
I am now sling free, but my arm if far from useful yet. The nerves in my arm are fried, so don't touch it it feels like fire. Doc says that will dissipate. Physical therapy is super not fun. Well, it's fun after all the pain has gone away and I can move my arm that extra inch. I can get 90º vertical right now. My rotation to the right is 40º. It's slow going, which is what my Ortho wants so I guess we're doing well. In four more months they say I'll be back to 80%. This is supposed to teach me patience. That's what they tell me.
So we complained to the hospital about their 'treatment'. They reviewed my scans again and everything about that day. It turns out they missed my dislocation. Huh. Surprise surprise. They kept telling me (after the review), 'yeah it was there, but it was rare so they can't be blamed for not seeing it. . .' They can't admit they screwed up. It's aggravating.
I nicely, of course it was nicely, explained to the hospital how the PA who diagnosed me ignored all my symptoms because the radiologist said it was fine. The radiologist got an x-ray from one side because I couldn't move it and so did not have the whole picture. They didn't use their brains to get more info and therefore expected the other individual to do the work. Neither of them did. I told them their system was broken and I so hope that they listened.
They are using my case as a teaching opportunity. The radiologists are now going through training for it. My Ortho, who didn't see me until it had been 'reduced' (put back in) is even using my scans as a teaching case in his own office. I am practically a professor now. ;) Honorary degrees should be piling up.
Because I am a 'nice person' as they said, and they are really hoping I am not a litigious person they are taking over my hospital bills. I haven't seen one of those yet, others, but not ER. I am not a litigious person, they are right. I just wanted them to admit they missed it and fix some things, so I got part of my wish. It's something.
So that's it. Now I continue to work through 'healing' at a much slower pace because of their oversight.
Sorry, but I only have medical things to speak of. . . well we'll see if I can scrape together something else too.
I've had to turn away work since I am right handed and without a right hand at the moment, but this month I took a job. It was not easy, but I designed a poster and invitation. Done. I'm not ready to take on much more though. It will be slow for awhile. Back to semi-retirement. Meanwhile I am reading a LOT of books. Life is good like that.
I am still the party planner for Miley's class, so we had our Valentine's party all sling-ed up. Miley explained everything to her class before I got there so they would be very careful with me and not ask me the usual questions. That's what her teacher told me. Oh my, child. She has a really good class and they were very concerned and asked how the shoulder was feeling. Sometimes kids are cute. It went well and I am happy to be done with parties for awhile.
Here are two group activities that I use for these events, just in case you needed some ideas. . . marshmallow and toothpick architecture. I got heart marshmallows to make it Valentine-y. Have them build however their hearts desire. See hearts again, so valentine-y. ;)
Second game. Don't make me laugh. I've used this one a couple of ways. On cardboard hearts I wrote out a bunch of actions to do (robot dance, lick your nose, scariest face, etc) and then laid them around the room to walk around and then use music is signal stopping. They then turn over the heart they are standing on and do what it says. All of them at the same time. It's fun and you don't need to reward them. Option 2. Pass hearts around while sitting in a circle, use music to signal stopping. Have someone in the center choose three people to perform their actions and if they laugh while they do it then they are out and then they choose the next people to perform after another round of music.
There you go, take over my job now. Please. I think I know everyone in Miley's grade because I've done her class parties so many times. It's better this than PTA president, so I'm not complaining anymore. Onward to more parties!
I am back to doing Jovey's and Miley's hair again, and that counts as physical therapy. Miley got so used to ponytails though that I can't talk her into anything else yet. I chopped 6 inches off of my hair, and Miley is ready for the big chop. But she wants to chop it off so she can curl her hair. I'm not ready to curl it for her so she's going to have to wait. Dave still helps me put my hair up every day. He's a peach.
Dave's shingles is all healed up. I may have forgotten to mention that earlier. It was long lived, but not as bad as it could have been. I think he hid it after I got hurt because I didn't have enough energy to cope with both problems. I made him a lasagna to pay him back for that kindness. Food is his love language.
Speaking of illness, we haven't survived the winter unscathed, but we've been pretty good considering the craziness going around. We spent a weekend in bed watching the drill team state championships.
And now we are watching a lot of Olympics. It takes up our evenings. Jovey thinks everyone competing for the US is from Utah. . . though there are quite a few so sometimes she is right when she yells, go Utah! ;)
So my video site has restructured and wants to charge me a lot to host my videos. I haven't decided whether it is worth it. So we shall see if more videos will appear here. Maybe there is another option.
Anyway, there is the update for the month.
Oh and I lost the lip sync challenge. I did not make grand champion. I know. Heartbreak. ;) Actually Miley is the most heartbroken. ;) Losing is good for her though. I'm showing how good of a loser I am in front of her, but she doesn't read the blog so I can complain here. ha. ;)
I am now sling free, but my arm if far from useful yet. The nerves in my arm are fried, so don't touch it it feels like fire. Doc says that will dissipate. Physical therapy is super not fun. Well, it's fun after all the pain has gone away and I can move my arm that extra inch. I can get 90º vertical right now. My rotation to the right is 40º. It's slow going, which is what my Ortho wants so I guess we're doing well. In four more months they say I'll be back to 80%. This is supposed to teach me patience. That's what they tell me.
So we complained to the hospital about their 'treatment'. They reviewed my scans again and everything about that day. It turns out they missed my dislocation. Huh. Surprise surprise. They kept telling me (after the review), 'yeah it was there, but it was rare so they can't be blamed for not seeing it. . .' They can't admit they screwed up. It's aggravating.
I nicely, of course it was nicely, explained to the hospital how the PA who diagnosed me ignored all my symptoms because the radiologist said it was fine. The radiologist got an x-ray from one side because I couldn't move it and so did not have the whole picture. They didn't use their brains to get more info and therefore expected the other individual to do the work. Neither of them did. I told them their system was broken and I so hope that they listened.
They are using my case as a teaching opportunity. The radiologists are now going through training for it. My Ortho, who didn't see me until it had been 'reduced' (put back in) is even using my scans as a teaching case in his own office. I am practically a professor now. ;) Honorary degrees should be piling up.
Because I am a 'nice person' as they said, and they are really hoping I am not a litigious person they are taking over my hospital bills. I haven't seen one of those yet, others, but not ER. I am not a litigious person, they are right. I just wanted them to admit they missed it and fix some things, so I got part of my wish. It's something.
So that's it. Now I continue to work through 'healing' at a much slower pace because of their oversight.
Sorry, but I only have medical things to speak of. . . well we'll see if I can scrape together something else too.
I've had to turn away work since I am right handed and without a right hand at the moment, but this month I took a job. It was not easy, but I designed a poster and invitation. Done. I'm not ready to take on much more though. It will be slow for awhile. Back to semi-retirement. Meanwhile I am reading a LOT of books. Life is good like that.
I am still the party planner for Miley's class, so we had our Valentine's party all sling-ed up. Miley explained everything to her class before I got there so they would be very careful with me and not ask me the usual questions. That's what her teacher told me. Oh my, child. She has a really good class and they were very concerned and asked how the shoulder was feeling. Sometimes kids are cute. It went well and I am happy to be done with parties for awhile.
Here are two group activities that I use for these events, just in case you needed some ideas. . . marshmallow and toothpick architecture. I got heart marshmallows to make it Valentine-y. Have them build however their hearts desire. See hearts again, so valentine-y. ;)
Second game. Don't make me laugh. I've used this one a couple of ways. On cardboard hearts I wrote out a bunch of actions to do (robot dance, lick your nose, scariest face, etc) and then laid them around the room to walk around and then use music is signal stopping. They then turn over the heart they are standing on and do what it says. All of them at the same time. It's fun and you don't need to reward them. Option 2. Pass hearts around while sitting in a circle, use music to signal stopping. Have someone in the center choose three people to perform their actions and if they laugh while they do it then they are out and then they choose the next people to perform after another round of music.
There you go, take over my job now. Please. I think I know everyone in Miley's grade because I've done her class parties so many times. It's better this than PTA president, so I'm not complaining anymore. Onward to more parties!
I am back to doing Jovey's and Miley's hair again, and that counts as physical therapy. Miley got so used to ponytails though that I can't talk her into anything else yet. I chopped 6 inches off of my hair, and Miley is ready for the big chop. But she wants to chop it off so she can curl her hair. I'm not ready to curl it for her so she's going to have to wait. Dave still helps me put my hair up every day. He's a peach.
Dave's shingles is all healed up. I may have forgotten to mention that earlier. It was long lived, but not as bad as it could have been. I think he hid it after I got hurt because I didn't have enough energy to cope with both problems. I made him a lasagna to pay him back for that kindness. Food is his love language.
Speaking of illness, we haven't survived the winter unscathed, but we've been pretty good considering the craziness going around. We spent a weekend in bed watching the drill team state championships.
And now we are watching a lot of Olympics. It takes up our evenings. Jovey thinks everyone competing for the US is from Utah. . . though there are quite a few so sometimes she is right when she yells, go Utah! ;)
So my video site has restructured and wants to charge me a lot to host my videos. I haven't decided whether it is worth it. So we shall see if more videos will appear here. Maybe there is another option.
Anyway, there is the update for the month.
Oh and I lost the lip sync challenge. I did not make grand champion. I know. Heartbreak. ;) Actually Miley is the most heartbroken. ;) Losing is good for her though. I'm showing how good of a loser I am in front of her, but she doesn't read the blog so I can complain here. ha. ;)
