A Broken Arm Update, A Lie, and a Friend with Cancer

"They cut me open and took a piece of my bone," mom said. She had just come home from having her bone density test. A giant bandage covered her upper arm. "I was awake when they cut right into me."

For years after that trauma, I was horrified to get my bone density tested. The slow healing of my broken humerus has forced me though.

"Can you put me out for this procedure?" I certainly didn't want to see myself cut into like my mom was. Well... all I saw was the bandage.

The doctor chuckled. "It's just a painless x-ray that can see right through your bones."

My face went warm. Mom lied about another event in her life. This would make for a great blog. Mom barely told the truth about anything.

Anyway...

I survived my bone density test. It happened yesterday. I should know something more by Thursday.

Onward...

I'm posting a link to GoFundMe for a writer friend of mine. Several weeks before I broke my arm, Beth was diagnosed with cervical cancer. She had surgery. Thereafter, the doctor announced she was free of this hideous disease.

Now 8 months later, cancer cells have returned. The doctor advised radiation. She's retired and has to pinch every penny to survive.


Please click here to make a donation and read her story.

Hope everyone is well.

Hugs and chocolate!
Shelly

Another Broken Arm Update

I tried publishing this post via my Android with pictures of my latest xrays. But it refused.

I'm trying really hard not to get depressed over my latest xrays. There was very little change. Been using my Exogen, an ultrasound bone stimulator everyday since Christmas week. My diet is more than squeaky clean. The kitchen resembles a vitamin store. Never in all my life have I taken so many vitamins.

March 12th marks the 6 month anniversary of my broken humerus. There won't be any bubbly bottles popping open for this occasion. But it may lead to a full diagnosis of a nonunion fracture.

Despite the outcome, I've been able to keep up at the Salon when they have me come in. Mind you, I've not been put on the schedule. I come when they call.

From what I know, my arm should be in pain and useless at this point. But it's not. Been working out with a 1 lb weight, using an arm pully, and lifting my 32 oz cup to my lips. Amazing! This is a miracle!

My Salon boss is dumbfounded as are some of my closest friends.

It's proof that God can operate and heal however He wishes. Believe me. I bug Him everyday. Sometimes all day.

Hope everyone has all of their bones intact.

Hugs and chocolate, all!
Shelly

An All Around Update

Well, I made it through the New Year and the Inauguration. There will be no complaints about Trump. I've decided not to worry. No matter, God is in control and has allowed him to be elected. It's all about His plan, not about ours. Bible prophecy is lining up nicely. Earthquakes in diverse places. Race wars. Crazy weather. Massive Christian persecution. Rumors of wars. The nations against Israel. Plans to rebuild the third temple in Jerusalem.

Complaining won't change a thing. God's Word is sovereign. Every prophecy in the Bible will come to pass. We are in the end of days. We are the last generation. We are going to see things we never thought we would. Some amazing. Some scary.

Anyway....

My arm is healing. Been using my Exogen bone stimulating machine. Been using an arm pulley system to raise my arm up and out over my head. Don't know if there is a bone in there yet since my next appointment isn't until February 9th. But Beanie-Bean has been jumping into my lap. She wasn't doing that 4 weeks ago so I'm believing I've got one growing in there by now. Dogs are pretty smart.

I even gave Sweetman a haircut last Sunday to show the manager that I could do it and how my arm moves. It's stiff. Won't be able to do a blow out or a long layered haircut for a while. Oh well...

At first she told me that she wouldn't be able to hire me back. That it wouldn't be fair to the girl who they hired to replace me (who, by the way already has a full time job). Okay. I understand the new hire ordeal...sort of. But when I initially broke my arm, the owner promised that I would have job to come back to.

Four days later, the manager called me back and said I could do two three hour shifts a week which is fine. I need to build the muscle up in my arm,  and my foot is back in the door. But I will have to find something else to supplement the missing income.

 To be honest, I don't see how anyone can be hired off an on-line job service.  Half the places I've applied to only leave job titles and descriptions. And the ones that allow you to know who they are don't want you to call them. If they like your resume, they'll call you. That is just a weird way of doing things. Back in the day, you got to see your potential employer and shake their hand before they even considered you.

In the meantime, I'm trying to get back on track with my writing. I've had some success only to fail at the attempts. But I do keep trying. Guess you could say depression has somewhat set in. I've been trying to read a book since I broke my arm. Initially, I was just too uncomfortable to concentrate. I've got in six chapters.

Good news though, I did submit two pieces to Chicken Soup for the Soul so I'm not a totally depressed slob. I know that everything will balance out. It will. Everything takes time. God has my back.

Hope everyone is well. Hope I didn't depress anyone.

Hugs and chocolate!
Shelly