home again

I had a lovely weekend (not). I spent most of it on a plane, flying to and from Florida (not easy from here), spending a night in a lovely resort on St. Pete's Beach. For at least a half an hour I got to walk in the water. Kind of an expensive way to get a hotel room, yes? Turns out almost 2 weeks ago I fell on my shoulder. Saturday, finally, the swelling went down I could see that my shoulders were now crooked. Sunday I managed to get the x-rays which show not only is my clavicle broken, it is completely moved apart and it just ain't gonna heal the way it is. So I get to navigate the medical system here and see what is to be done. I'm thinking I am not going to like the news. Sigh. I guess I better go wash the sea breeze out of my hair.