Another late arm status report (Week 13+)
Sep. 23rd, 2003 11:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
annathepiperLast week was pretty bad -- and I think it was my own damn fault. Tuesday of last week it was raining quite hard as I left the house for work, and I was stupid twice over. #1, I didn't get an umbrella to take with me, foolishly thinking I'd be fine. #2, I didn't decide to go catch the 48 and shorten my walk. I wound up walking to Montlake for half an hour through a cold, hard rain that didn't let up once.
On top of that, I got to work that day and spent most of it freezing. They'd decided to rearrange the lab, and so all up and down the lab my lead Jon, the main lab guy Scott, and others were moving dozens of machines around. Which meant that the huge bank of machines that usually is between me and the air conditioning wasn't. Which meant that I got hit with this arctic blast of air for most of the day while I was wearing damp clothes.
I was afraid I'd aggravate the cold I hadn't quite shaken at that point, but aggravating my arm became the bigger problem. By Thursday afternoon it was hurting badly enough to make me queasy, and I wound up going home from work in tears.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
solarbird came to pick me up; kathrynt happened by the house just about when we got home, since she needed to wig at us a bit about her own medical experiences that day. At her suggestion I tried one of the non-narcotic painkillers that Dara had brought home from Thailand, but that wound up not really doing a damn thing.
Thursday night I mostly spent curled up on the couch sobbing and trying to last out through sporadic spikes of pain out of the arm. The area of the break hurt and so did my elbow; I'd gotten several "nerve connection" spikes through my forearm so I was kind of thinking that part of what was going on was likely due to that. But.
What did wind up helping was the cream that Dara had also gotten in Thailand, for when she'd pulled her shoulder so badly. And sleep.
Friday I took it really easy, but also called my doctor to ask if what was going on was normal. After I described the situation to her nurse by phone I was assured it was, and advised to keep the arm elevated and rest. That helped too.
In other arm news, the Claw is BROKEN. The wire for my ring finger snapped, but the entire attachment for my thumb has come off as well. The former problem seems to have just been the usual issue I've had with the finger wires getting frayed by rubbing against the loops they run through; the latter problem seems to have come from me carrying the Claw around in my backpack. Oops.
I did weights workouts on Sunday, and added a few more reps to some of the exercises I've been doing: bicep curls, wrist curls. Also did some raises that I hadn't been doing before, trying to start working on my triceps. Trying with this to start gently raising my numbers again in the interests of working my way back up to a real workout.
Today, the arm is sore, but tolerable. And Kathryn has promised to knit me an armwarmer.
On top of that, I got to work that day and spent most of it freezing. They'd decided to rearrange the lab, and so all up and down the lab my lead Jon, the main lab guy Scott, and others were moving dozens of machines around. Which meant that the huge bank of machines that usually is between me and the air conditioning wasn't. Which meant that I got hit with this arctic blast of air for most of the day while I was wearing damp clothes.
I was afraid I'd aggravate the cold I hadn't quite shaken at that point, but aggravating my arm became the bigger problem. By Thursday afternoon it was hurting badly enough to make me queasy, and I wound up going home from work in tears.
solarbird came to pick me up; kathrynt happened by the house just about when we got home, since she needed to wig at us a bit about her own medical experiences that day. At her suggestion I tried one of the non-narcotic painkillers that Dara had brought home from Thailand, but that wound up not really doing a damn thing.Thursday night I mostly spent curled up on the couch sobbing and trying to last out through sporadic spikes of pain out of the arm. The area of the break hurt and so did my elbow; I'd gotten several "nerve connection" spikes through my forearm so I was kind of thinking that part of what was going on was likely due to that. But.
What did wind up helping was the cream that Dara had also gotten in Thailand, for when she'd pulled her shoulder so badly. And sleep.
Friday I took it really easy, but also called my doctor to ask if what was going on was normal. After I described the situation to her nurse by phone I was assured it was, and advised to keep the arm elevated and rest. That helped too.
In other arm news, the Claw is BROKEN. The wire for my ring finger snapped, but the entire attachment for my thumb has come off as well. The former problem seems to have just been the usual issue I've had with the finger wires getting frayed by rubbing against the loops they run through; the latter problem seems to have come from me carrying the Claw around in my backpack. Oops.
I did weights workouts on Sunday, and added a few more reps to some of the exercises I've been doing: bicep curls, wrist curls. Also did some raises that I hadn't been doing before, trying to start working on my triceps. Trying with this to start gently raising my numbers again in the interests of working my way back up to a real workout.
Today, the arm is sore, but tolerable. And Kathryn has promised to knit me an armwarmer.