So all my posts are about my dumb elbow, but as Jenny said, elbow trouble trumps car trouble. No, Jenny's the one that's had car trouble, not me (see her blog). I was just trying 2 help her remember to feel sorry for me.
Yup, I'm starting to come out of the Anger/Denial stage and more in the depressed stage/milking it even more stage.
Its taking quite alot of ice cream, TV watching, 2 puzzles, pizza, burger king, 3 books, and milking it at work so I can go home early to do all of the above.
So, here are some pictures (I'm trying to let my right arm feel useful so I'm letting it type but it pushed some random buttons together and my computer started talking to me. Being left handed has helped me when my right arm was incapacitated but now my left arm is having a hard time letting my right arm help).
This is my favorite.

This is the "YES" the doctor wrote on my arm while they were nerve blocking it before surgery. I had already initialed the doctors orders by where it said "right arm". They don't want any mistakes!
Here is the pretty cool bruise. Mom thinks its where they clamped my arm down to start sawing and screwing.
It looks even prettier today. When Arvid saw it he thought I was turning into the incredible hulk.
And this is the brace the Physical Therapist put on my arm to protect it while I'm out inspecting bridges. She said I didn't have to wear it at home and I'm taking her at her word. 
I asked for yellow but all they had was blue. Notice I took off the stupid sock thing they put over my arm/wrist but left the "YES". Hello, its the elbow that has the stitches, nothing wrong with my arm, 'cept its pretty weak and my pinkie feels all strange as my funny bone nerve tries to figure out what to do with itself. I really have to stop my left arm from only letting my right arm think its helping. We gotta get this arm back into shape!
And the last picture, my table by my bed. I thought the spread of drugs was pretty funny.
Everything you need for recovery, ice packs, drugs, throwup thing, hospital bracelets, more drugs, book, water, and my phone.
Everybody at work asks me how I'm doing and I always say "Fine, with drugs :-)". I've been taking Tylenol but soon I'll be mixing it up with ibuprofen. Apparently in some small specialized study Vitamin A (Advil) was shown to retard spinal bone growth in smokers. So I'm trying to tone down my intake.
Yesterday I went to Walmart and picked up 2 huge bottles of Vitamin T and A. I can just imagine how I looked with my brace, bottles of drugs, and some Prylosec cuz all that will probably do in my stomach. All the starers were probably just admiring my bruise and hoping I'd turn into the Incredible Hulk before their eyes.
Wish me luck in Physical Therapy next week!