November 16, 2009

• Re-casting Yourself

  Beth’s broken left wrist has been in an arm-length cast for two weeks as of today, and late this afternoon she finally got fed up with what she said was the “stench” coming from her “dirty arm” from under the cast.  I never noticed any odor at all, but evidently she thought she did.  So, this afternoon she took off her cast to wash her arm.  She didn’t cut it off, which I’ve heard of people doing; instead, she slipped it off.  After she washed her arm, she slipped the cast back on.  I asked her if there was any pain doing that, and she said there wasn’t.

  I have never heard of anybody doing such a thing before.  When I saw her in the kitchen after her shower, I asked her where the cast was.  She said she took it off, but she also assured me she’d put in back on in a few minutes.  And she did.  She said she knew she could take it off the first day she had it on because it’s loose.  If you read back in this blog for a couple of weeks, you’ll find that the cast was the $60 alternative to the $6,000 operation the doctor proposed as an option.

  Beth broke her leg a couple of years ago, and that did require surgery.  She says that the broken leg was an alligator bite, but the broken wrist is a mosquito bite.  Our friends offer great sympathy, of course, but she’s quick to point out it’s not colon cancer, it’s not throat cancer, and it’s not Parkinson’s Disease, all afflictions our very closest friends had/have.  I’m constantly amazed at this woman I married up with in 1973.

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