I guess that title was a little bit dramatic. I don’t actually have a fractured soul. Instead I have something that hurts far worse (I think). I think I have a fractured elbow. Think because I am too lame to go to the doctor to have it x-rayed.
How did this happen to my typically beautiful elbow (apart when I have tennis elbow and it fills with fluid)?
When I was visiting the Austrian Alps last month I fell and hit it, not once, but twice.
You might be conjuring up some vision of a horrific ski accident where I went bailing down the slopes onto my elbow. How I wish this were true because it would be much more romantic then the reality.
So, then what is the truth?
I fell down the stairs. I don’t know how to walk. I am the world’s biggest klutz. It’s like when you create a Sim and you are given x points to allocate to each personality/physical trait. I think that my creator gave me 1 point for motor skills. And to add insult to my injury, I actually fell two times on the staircase in the same place, landing cleverly on my elbow in the same spot both times. Idiot.
The next question is what can you really do for a fractured elbow? I’m pretty sure nothing which is why I haven’t bothered getting an x-ray to prove my stupidity. But now it is getting to the point that I can’t deal with it. I can’t rest it on anything. I sleep with my arm on a pillow. When I wear a coat and bend my arm it sends a shooting sharp pain down my arm. Hmmm…