Today I have two appointments in the city so I have to get the train. I also have to get into something other than workout gear and get a bra on. This is going to be quite a challenge.
I am now able to move my arm a little more, so washing under my arm is easier. For underarms, it occurs to me that hair removal cream is the best option, as I don't have anywhere near enough movement to be able to use a razor. This works well, and with a spray deodorant, I can now venture out amongst society even on a day as hot as today.
So for the first time since the accident I am now dressed, with makeup, and a proper bra on. Bras are tricky - you need to reverse it, fasten it round your waist at the front, then shift the fastener round to the back, while carefully feeding your broken arm into the correct armhole as it shifts around. Then carefully pull the strap up and over your shoulder. It's possible, as long as you're careful. It's amusing that it's actually the first thing every women I meet asks - How do you manage with a bra? Well, that's how. And for the first few weeks, just a soft one without fasteners that you can pull up over your feet.
Getting both arms into a top is more tricky. Luckily I have a few batwing tops, which I can pull on over my head without putting either arm through the sleeves, then swivel it round and delicately lever it up over my broken arm, and then the broken hand arm can go in.
I am picking up some T3 (liothyronine) that was prescribed a few weeks back and was held up by suppliers. This is to treat Hashimotos, which I was diagnosed with in January, before I left Australia. I don't intend to take the T3 yet, as I feel there is enough going on with my body right now and we don't know how I'm going to react to it. That may have been a mistake, in hindsight. What I didn't know was that Hashimotos, and indeed any thyroid imbalance, predisposes you to frozen shoulder. So I never mentioned to anyone I had Hashimotos, and I didn't take the T3 medication. And ended up with frozen shoulder. It may have happened regardless, but I had no idea that Hashimotos could be relevant for a fracture so didn't tell anyone. It's all got to do with how my body reacts (or indeed over-reacts) to a trauma, and what mine does is go overboard on the inflammatory reaction.
I get through the train journey, and a tube journey, and back home, without incident. It's really nerve-wracking being in crowds though, and people in London walk FAST and are impatient with anyone who doesn't, so I'm terrified someone is going to crash into my arm. But in the end it's ok, and I get home unscathed.
I am now able to move my arm a little more, so washing under my arm is easier. For underarms, it occurs to me that hair removal cream is the best option, as I don't have anywhere near enough movement to be able to use a razor. This works well, and with a spray deodorant, I can now venture out amongst society even on a day as hot as today.
So for the first time since the accident I am now dressed, with makeup, and a proper bra on. Bras are tricky - you need to reverse it, fasten it round your waist at the front, then shift the fastener round to the back, while carefully feeding your broken arm into the correct armhole as it shifts around. Then carefully pull the strap up and over your shoulder. It's possible, as long as you're careful. It's amusing that it's actually the first thing every women I meet asks - How do you manage with a bra? Well, that's how. And for the first few weeks, just a soft one without fasteners that you can pull up over your feet.
Getting both arms into a top is more tricky. Luckily I have a few batwing tops, which I can pull on over my head without putting either arm through the sleeves, then swivel it round and delicately lever it up over my broken arm, and then the broken hand arm can go in.
I am picking up some T3 (liothyronine) that was prescribed a few weeks back and was held up by suppliers. This is to treat Hashimotos, which I was diagnosed with in January, before I left Australia. I don't intend to take the T3 yet, as I feel there is enough going on with my body right now and we don't know how I'm going to react to it. That may have been a mistake, in hindsight. What I didn't know was that Hashimotos, and indeed any thyroid imbalance, predisposes you to frozen shoulder. So I never mentioned to anyone I had Hashimotos, and I didn't take the T3 medication. And ended up with frozen shoulder. It may have happened regardless, but I had no idea that Hashimotos could be relevant for a fracture so didn't tell anyone. It's all got to do with how my body reacts (or indeed over-reacts) to a trauma, and what mine does is go overboard on the inflammatory reaction.
I get through the train journey, and a tube journey, and back home, without incident. It's really nerve-wracking being in crowds though, and people in London walk FAST and are impatient with anyone who doesn't, so I'm terrified someone is going to crash into my arm. But in the end it's ok, and I get home unscathed.
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