Nope, I'm not referring to the song, but another hand fracture.
Seriously, it's just not my hands year.
So here's the story, I know your so excited.
I was hiking solo after work in Lambs Canyon (a new to me area) and on my way back down the trail, I was somewhat distracted by the beauty (OK, I wasn't watching the trail), tripped over a tree root on the trail and came crashing down like a quaky tree. Before I had time to even think, I was face planted on the trail. I immediately knew my hand was broken by the swelling and pain but I also thought I had broken my arm because I was gushing blood near my elbow (luckily, it was just a deep laceration, few).
After assessing my body for damage, I took some deep breaths, said several curse words out loud, wrapped my arm with my bandanna to stop the bleeding, apologized to my hand (poor thing), drank some water and hiked my butt out of there. Thankfully I had my wits together or else it could have been a worse situation.
The verdict is a fracture in my 5th metacarpal, a deep laceration on my elbow, and a whole bunch of bruises and scrapes. Not too bad, it could always be worse.
My fracture this time is actually better than my last one. See how my fracture in March is scissored or overlapping? My June fracture is straight on, which is better for healing. The ER doctor splinted my hand and then readjusted (or what I call manhandled) my hand in hopes that it will heal without the need of surgery. I will know in a few days if I need surgery or not. Let's hope for not.
On a happier note, here is my hike in Lambs Canyon, pre-fall, crash, burn, broken.
Lambs Pass - Gives a peak down Millcreek Canyon.
Tree's with a jet stream - kinda cool.
Caterpillars hanging all over the place.
"Hey Bear." This is bear territory.
Ah, look guys, my hand all in tact. I think my thumbs up was a little premature.
So kids, the lesson of the story is, wandering eye's kill!
Oh wait that's not right, I mean you could get hurt. Eye's on the trail.
Until next time,