Sponge Bob Square Arm

At the hospital at 6:45 a.m. for surgery on the arm I broke yesterday.  As you can see, I survived the ordeal (although not at my glamourous best!) and will live to fight another day.  The doctor told Mr. W it was a very significant break, and they had to install a titanium plate and a bunch of screws to hold all the shattered bits together.  Apparently I will now have to travel with a doctor's letter, because I will set off metal detectors in airports!

Right now, my arm is still completely numb, and it feels like it weighs 100 pounds.  This fetching yellow foam contraption and I will be inseparable for the next several days. 

Picture credit goes to Mr. W!