Hello. It’s me!
I play many roles in our home … consumer of crunchables, diagnosing threats, and provider of comfort.
Last Wednesday Mom was playing pickleball. The ball lofted over her head. She backpedaled, stumbled, and used her right wrist to break the fall. She broke the fall … and she broke her wrist.
A trip to the ER proved there was a problem … but it took six days to get to see a specialist. The specialist said surgery was necessary. He showed Mom the break.
There were two breaks … you can see the floating bone on the right side of the image. That injury is going to be left alone, no harm. The left side of the right side of the image shows an up-down break and a left-right break … and her hand was shifted about 35 degrees as a consequence.
That’s gotta hurt, #amirite?
So yesterday Mom had surgery … they put one plate and eight screws in her wrist. Today I’m comforting Mom as she recovers. She’ll have a splint on the arm for two weeks, and then she’ll have a brace on her hand until the bone is healed.
I imagine Mom will be able to hand me crunchables by mid-October. Now that we’re past surgery, the storm clouds are clearing and better times are ahead.
Dash the Dachshund 
Good grief! Poor mom–and it looks like it is her right hand. I just knew there was something bad about pickle ball. Mary Zeretzke broke her wrist 2 months ago–fell off a picnic bench while camping. Get well soon Tori!!! Auntie Janet
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Dash, right now you need to put crunchables at the bottom of your priority list, and put “look adoringly at Mom,” “sit quietly by Mom,” and “do the clown thing when around Mom,” on the top of the list. OK? Got that?
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Oh my goodness! Nonono. Dash, I expect you to be extra sweet to your mom…and tell her to rest, heal quickly and fully and that we love her…
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Was it a collis fracture?
I had the same break on my left wrist while horseback riding.
Be well! Avonelle
On Thu, Sep 26, 2019, 11:04 AM Dash the Dachshund wrote:
> Kevin posted: “Hello. It’s me! I play many roles in our home … consumer > of crunchables, diagnosing threats, and provider of comfort. Last Wednesday > Mom was playing pickleball. The ball lofted over her head. She backpedaled, > stumbled, and used her right wrist to br” >
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Succotash Dash, yo mama is definitely in need of your comforting eyes, snuggle, etc. Hope that all that metal work doesn’t deter her progress through airports; thank goodness for rv transport. Hugs, auntie laura
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Dash – I know you’ll take good care of my “wrister sister”. Sending hugs to all.
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Oh noooo!
Sorry Tori! What a bummer! I hope you are starting to feel better now…. I better get those wines packed up to send down to you… for medicinal purposes!
Heal fast!
Shannon
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Oh, my. Heal fast and let Dash give you lots of smoochies.
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MO-O-OM! Good grief! That pickle ball’s a rough sport! (Greg might call it “full contact pickle ball”) Hope all’s healing well — and that Dash hasn’t missed any crunchables! 😉
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