Monday night I was at rehearsal and decided to get creative in a lift, which resulted in me falling about 5 feet to my demise, catching most of my body weight on my left arm and hyperextending my elbow (I think). The soonest doctor's appointment I was able to get is Monday morning, but I do plan to call a doctor's group tomorrow that caters to artists. Uninsured artists. I just learned about it. Maybe I can get in before the weekend.
Teaching is hard. Washing my hair is hard. Carrying a heavy bag is hard. I feel very lopsided right now.
My students think I broke my arm, even though I tried to explain to them what happened. Virginia, one of my most enthusiastic kindergarteners, raised her hand in class today and said "Ms. Sarah, I remember the good 'ole days when you could move two arms."
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