So . . . . . .
I am not a wuss.
According to the tech at my MRI that I had today, I'm in for a bit of a recovery time now, due to multiple fractures of my pelvis and sacral region.
I knew it.
Now, it's just a waiting game to see what goes down when the full report from the scan shows up at my doctors. Not that there is much that can be done besides chilling out and not doing anything dumb to hurt myself more. But, there is a possible silver lining to all this, which I may or may not be getting my hopes up about. Further posting on this subject will come once there is an outcome. I'll either be really really pissed, or really really happy.
In the meantime, E and I are hanging out around the house, both slightly cranky (a combination of teething and boredom on her part).
I cannot put into words how much I have missed my broadband. Cable, eh, I can do without. But man, it feels like I'm flying through the internet world again tonight.
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It probably sounds a bit twisted, but I'm glad to hear the "quack" doctors finally found some broken bones to explain what was wrong. I think I would be happier to hear that I had broken bones than to be told that there was nothing, so why was I crying about pain.
Anyway, here's to hoping you're a fast healer and that whatever it is that you want to go your way does go your way. Welcome back to fast-speed, too. :-)
Feel better. Heal quickly! And I'm keeping my fingers crossed that whatever you want to happen will happen!
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