I’ve been good, keeping my broken shoulder immobilised (well, the pain helps with that) and staying wedged on the sofa in front of the Olympics on the telly. The iPad is very handy & I’ve been able to read a lot but I got sick of talking to it. Sitting at a desk & typing & mousing with my left hand sucks & gets very uncomfortable quickly because of the way my right arm hangs. Staying away from work has been a good thing but there’s no backup to what I do, so stuff still needs to be done, broken bones or not. That also sucks.
I’ve spent an enormous amount of time with my family, so I hope they haven’t watched or read Stephen King’s “Misery” and got any silly ideas.
After about a week the break & the shoulder felt a bit more secure, and I was able to cut out the painkillers. Mornings & getting out of bed are the worst; changing the orientation of the shoulder from horizontal-ish to vertical-ish. If the shoulder gets pulled or pushed slightly it immediately let’s me know. If I drop something I reflexively try to catch it. With my right arm. Stupid reflexes. I’ve learnt to stop shrugging my shoulders though.
I haven’t had a good night’s sleep in a week and a half. That’s wearing. I stay propped up on pillows to try to support everything but you can only stay in one position for so long. Movement or numbness hurts and wakes you up. Needless to say, I can’t sleep on my side. With rubbish sleep comes tiredness, and a sore, thick head.
My chronic training load score on Training Peaks has dropped into the 80’s, which my tendons are probably enjoying. I have been dreaming about running, and in the dreams there’s no pain & my right arm works fine. My stupid brain also tried to get my arms to do a hands in the air victory salute just as I was dropping off to sleep one evening last week. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh! Stupid brain! Yeah, that really hurt. Good job the arm was strapped down with a sling.
Today is 10 days post-crash & a callus is forming & the bone is healing. I feel like crap but I’m counting the days off & feeling the improvements. It’ll be a couple of months or more before it’s strong but I’m hoping I can get out of this sling & on my turbo trainer or the fixie next week. The pain will let me know what I can do I guess. I’ve got another 2 weeks of taking it easy anyway before I need to think about training in any organised manner. Some walking on the Gower might be good, if I avoid carrying a rucksack.
I’m running resit exams next week & the only shirts I can get on are loose, short-sleeved, and somewhat Hawaiian. So that should be a bit more fun than usual.