The Story Of My Injury

 Motorcycles are scars.  Cars are definitely pain, but Motorcycles are scars, and I learned that the hard way.  No, I didn't have some crazy motorcycle accident, but at the same time, I had a crazy motorcycle accident.  See, did I have a motorcycle accident? No, but at the same time, yes.  By definition, it involved my motorcycle, and myself, and therefore, yes, it was a motorcycle accident, however, here is where it gets ridiculous, it was self inflicted.  The bike tipped on me, and instead of just moving back and letting it fall down, and just picking it up, I decided, nope, Imma catch it and pick it up.

Well, that caused what is known as a Distal Biceps Tendon Rupture.  It tore from my forearm, and caused the muscle to retract up my arm. Talking about this is bringing me back flashbacks, and twinges of pain in my arm as I describe what happened. 

Well after picking the bike up I still, unknowing the damage, rode the bike anyway, not realizing how absolutely bad the damage was.  Why did I? Because I know my wife needed coolant for her car, and I didn't want to disappoint, so away I went.

When I got home, tho, that's when I looked at my arm, and that's when I nearly passed out, called the wife, and requested her take me to the hospital. My arm is now absolutely aching just remembering what happened and reciting it. It's remarkable what the mind can do, and how powerful Memory is.

At the hospital I was admitted into the Emergency department immediately, with a direct injection of Toradol into my arm, then the scheduling of seeing a surgeon in the fracture clinic.

That's when I learned, Surgery is in the forecast, absolutely, and so we booked it. September 11th, 2025, I am now in for surgery.
This was a bittersweet day, as it also marked the day that my YouTube channel was officially Monetized, and I was now in the YouTube Partner Program officially.   So there I am under the knife, and the 1000th subscriber decides to click the Subscribe button putting me over that 1K mark!  So exciting.

I was in a sling-cast thing that I couldn't move my arm at all, and it would ache. After that, tho, it went from a cast wrapped in a compression, to immobilize it, to a brace that can restrict movement, preventing from extending my arm beyond a certain flexion, stopping me from possibly damaging the healing process, but at the same time, I had to start Physical Therapy, which I am still, as of writing this, doing on my time at home.

I haven't been able to return to work, although I'm given the green light for modified duties, I cannot do much of the way of any duties at work, unable to lift, carry, sustained carry, push, etc. 

I think maybe in a few more weeks from the time of writing this, I might feel a bit better of returning back to that kind of environment.

It's great to have full motion of my arm, but it's nowhere close to strong at all.  I cannot easily shovel snow, my arm gets very tired, easily, and so a task that would normally be of no difficulty, is a significant chore.  I cannot open a jar with a tight light, I have not the grip and twisting strength.

I did learn one thing, tho, it was that, yes, just because I *CAN* technically lift a 600lbs Motorcycle, doesn't mean I should, and I highly recommend that you don't attempt to do the same either.

I'm worried about what it might do to me in the future when it comes to my mental state when motorcycling, because I love to ride my bike, but I think I'll be able to get over it.  It was, after all, honestly, my fault, ultimately.

Anyway guys, until next time.

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