Breaking news...

I broke my left wrist during a hike in the mountains last Sunday. From what the surgeon said during the pre-op visit, the break goes through the joint and looks pretty nasty. He even had me sign a consent form allowing him to harvest bone elsewhere on my body in case I require a bone graft! Surgery is scheduled for tomorrow. I have the x-rays but I don't want to look at them. I prefer to think of the bones in my wrist snapping serenely back into place like the bridge that spans the ship canal in Seattle. That's the image I will hold firmly in my mind as I go under.

A cast isn't what I had in my mind for this summer, especially with several kids, grandkids and friends expected for nice long visits over the next few weeks. Plus it means I won't be able to go back to bread-baking anytime soon. Bummer! I had just built a new levain and was looking forward to putting it to the test. If I still had ten fingers at my disposal, I would probably expand on the theme of life not being a long and quiet river but I find that pecking at the keyboard with one hand is not conducive to flights of inspiration. So you will be spared my disgruntled grumblings! That's the silver lining...

Seriously though I am doing fine and I am already looking forward to having two arms again in a few weeks, probably by mid-September. The cast that will replace the post-op one next month might even allow me to use my fingers. Too bad the one I have on now doesn't or I'd keep them tightly crossed!