Arm update
Dec. 8th, 2014 01:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
TEN DAYS OF CAST LEFT! YES!YES!YES!YES!!!!!!
And I am onto cast five, which is ridiculous. There were two half casts, the glow in the dark number, then waterproof cast number one:

Which was surprisingly uncomfortable, thanks to a slightly altered thumb position and a bit of tightness that made my fingers swell if I walked around with it unslung. I had it done privately at Camperdown Physiotherapy and, stupidly, took the earliest appointment rather than waiting five days for the hand specialist.
Happily, they are a very good practice. They rang to see how it was going and, when I admitted it wasn't fab, they booked me straight in with the hand specialist and redid it for free. She told me I wasn't mad: thumb positions are crucial and fiddly. And I came away with this:

Look how short it is! That red is my sleeve! underneath it is arm! SO LIGHT!
This was one of the few high points of the month, because by then I had developed a raging flu-like virus, but could only take one day off work and had a series of radio interviews I had to do with first laryngitis and then violent coughing fits. One was with one of my fave commercial newscasters (a very short list). As soon as we went live, a violent coughing fit tried to start, so for the first two minutes of the interview I was desperately trying to hold it off and was answering questions as though I was drugged. The interviewer was very kind, but I could hear him worrying that I was having a stroke. So I gave in and coughed on live radio, which meant i could start to use my brain for thinking again rather than Not Coughing – I could hear the relief in the interviewer's voice as I started making sense!
This week has been Sydney Stormageddon as we have had monsoons every evening. Bloody climate change! My poor roses, which were splendid a few weeks ago, are now denuded. Here's one before the rains. In good news, digging 150kg of compost and manure into those beds back in September was clearly worth it!

I hope that things are going much better for all of you. Alas, the people who were going to receive Christmas knits will now be receiving Australia Day knits. It's a traditional gift! Honest!
And I am onto cast five, which is ridiculous. There were two half casts, the glow in the dark number, then waterproof cast number one:

Which was surprisingly uncomfortable, thanks to a slightly altered thumb position and a bit of tightness that made my fingers swell if I walked around with it unslung. I had it done privately at Camperdown Physiotherapy and, stupidly, took the earliest appointment rather than waiting five days for the hand specialist.
Happily, they are a very good practice. They rang to see how it was going and, when I admitted it wasn't fab, they booked me straight in with the hand specialist and redid it for free. She told me I wasn't mad: thumb positions are crucial and fiddly. And I came away with this:

Look how short it is! That red is my sleeve! underneath it is arm! SO LIGHT!
This was one of the few high points of the month, because by then I had developed a raging flu-like virus, but could only take one day off work and had a series of radio interviews I had to do with first laryngitis and then violent coughing fits. One was with one of my fave commercial newscasters (a very short list). As soon as we went live, a violent coughing fit tried to start, so for the first two minutes of the interview I was desperately trying to hold it off and was answering questions as though I was drugged. The interviewer was very kind, but I could hear him worrying that I was having a stroke. So I gave in and coughed on live radio, which meant i could start to use my brain for thinking again rather than Not Coughing – I could hear the relief in the interviewer's voice as I started making sense!
This week has been Sydney Stormageddon as we have had monsoons every evening. Bloody climate change! My poor roses, which were splendid a few weeks ago, are now denuded. Here's one before the rains. In good news, digging 150kg of compost and manure into those beds back in September was clearly worth it!

I hope that things are going much better for all of you. Alas, the people who were going to receive Christmas knits will now be receiving Australia Day knits. It's a traditional gift! Honest!
no subject
Date: 2014-12-07 04:58 pm (UTC)& Just out of insatiable curiosity: what is an Australian Day Knit? I feel; I may need to know this, soon! Traditional, hm? Now, I'm worried! But not for you who are in the blue, too! So, so.
no subject
Date: 2014-12-08 06:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-12-08 07:55 am (UTC)Thank you Ms. Ballantyne for clarifying, I shall keep waiting then;) Btw; when is...no, don't worry, I'll look it up myself and beg you to please pardon my ignorance of Australian Knit&Otherwise Tradition but as I am a frog...no: foreigner, I hope you understand.
Brammers must be, as someone pointed out below: filled with glee by now...though I mainly wonder, she is still, thankfully, amongst us here on Planet LJ even if mostly virtually (not to even mention Captain Crook-handedly) which is probably best, lest there would be any more accidents; the mind boggles but the (blue) cast keeps her thumb in its proper place!
Oh&hey Brammers,
did I mention that high-school short story of mine, called "The Girl With The Wooden Finger"...yet? It involved a pet goat...
no subject
Date: 2014-12-07 05:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-12-07 07:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-12-07 10:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-12-08 10:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-12-10 06:21 pm (UTC)Yay for getting out of the cast! I'm sure it can't come fast enough!
no subject
Date: 2014-12-14 06:51 pm (UTC)https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pV_UL93fldQ
Hope it hurts less & also I took the liberty of linking to someone worthy of your words and visa versa http://sabotabby.livejournal.com/1244904.html because "Life" (as