You would think in 27 years I would at some point have broken or fractured something, but you would be wrong, at least until recently.
Some of you may have noticed I’m sporting a new accessory, yes, I have a cast.
Turns out when I fall, I fall hard.
So, you’re probably wondering how I managed to fracture my elbow, but I don’t really think we need to get into it. I was doing a good deed, and that’s all you need to know.
I know, disappointing right?
Meagan MacEachern The MacEachern Mindset
For me, this experience isn’t really so much about how it happened. In the few weeks that I have been rocking a half-cast, I have realized just how lucky I am to have certain people in my life.
For some readers, you may think this is no big deal, but my cast takes up most of my left arm, meaning I really only have full use of one hand.
So, as you can guess, I’m even typing this one-handed, but that’s not where I’m going with this.
It has dawned on me that I rely on having access to both of my hands, not just for work, but for everyday life.
My coworkers can attest to that.
It’s because of this, that I am now relying on others a lot more than I’m used to.
Who would I be if I didn’t take the time to be grateful to everyone who has either offered me a hand - pun intended - or done me a favour like putting my hair up or carrying a cup of coffee to my desk?
I have never needed to depend on others this much, so it’s hard for me to just simply accept that there will be things that are just too much for me right now, and it’s not just because my arm is bent in a 90-degree angle permanently for the next four weeks. It’s also because if I move my arm or use my hand too much, the pain is pretty rough.
But while I’m taking the time to thank my friends, family, and coworkers, I have to give a shout out to the wonderful hospital staff who put up with some very choice words while they took my x-ray, wrapped my arm snuggly into my cast regardless of my protest that “it’s really not that bad,” and sent me on my merry way with a prescription that would surely ease the pain.
You all put up with my awful jokes, humour is the best medicine after all, and answered my not so silly questions like “is my hand really supposed to swell like that?”
I also want to thank the witnesses of my fall for not having any photo or video evidence of my lack of grace. This is a moment I would rather forget,
Although you may not see me out and about as often, I hope when you do I still have a smile on my face and a pun at the ready!
