The cast finally came off my injured arm in mid-April 2016. For the next 6 weeks I struggled to make the orthopaedic surgeon understand that something wasn’t right. The physiotherapy (PT) team treating me post-fracture agreed that something was still wrong with my hand and Read More …
It took almost 3 months to get a diagnosis – of what turned out to be a disease – even though my family physician, my physiotherapy team, and I had all known that something was seriously wrong. I’d broken my right arm (fractured my radius; Read More …
I’d broken my right arm (fractured my radius; a Colles’ fracture) in early March 2016, and had gone to a local community hospital. The emergency physician there had done an excellent job of setting it; I know, because she proudly showed me the before and Read More …
In late winter of 2016, I slipped on a patch of ice and broke my arm. I fell hard onto my right hand and hip, so consider myself lucky not to have broken my hip. That said, I snapped the radius clear through. I’m right-handed, Read More …
A few years ago, I wrote a post about kindness in healthcare (Kindness is underrated), which referred to a book that had recently been co-authored by a medical psychotherapist. At the time, Dr. Penelope Campling was Clinical Director of a Partnership Trust of England’s National Read More …
