Bike crash 2023 part... er... 21?

I am overdue.

So, on Tuesday, as I said last week, I was up at 4:30 to fly to Liverpool. I saw Ms Helene Stephenson, a senior consultant there, who greeted me familiarly although I am ashamed to admit I don't remember meeting her before.
I got good news (for a change).

They are happy with how it's uniting, and as soon as 1 year post-operation, they could maybe remove the plate in my wrist -- that is right under the skin, and causes me pain, which is why I've taken to wearing a towelling wristband on that wrist. I don't need to bang it; just resting on a hard surface hurts.

I can lift heavier loads now, increasing slowly. (I was told to avoid any load over 1kg in July or so.)

I can start swimming, and start physiotherapy to try to build up some strength and increase the rotation. I've made an appointment for January, and went for a swim on Saturday and it was OK. It felt weird but it didn't hurt.

Regarding my loss of supination (that's the rotation in the forearm: pronation is turning the palm of your hand downwards, for example to type. I can do that. Supination is turning the palm upwards, for instance to hold a bowl of soup. Soup -> supination, geddit?)

Ms Stephenson thinks that maybe, with lots of effort, I can regain as much rotation as I had before, although no more than that. That would be a big deal. I haven't been able to turn my palm flat since the mid-1980s but not being able to hold my hand vertical, like a blade or for a kung-fu chop downwards, is a major handicap.

It's the first positive news in 9mth, and my spirits are a little lifted.

Then I went for a belated veggie fry-up, followed by a pint, then a visit to Pete Young and family, which was great. They've been looking after the laptop Douglas Spencer lent me in hospital, and my noise-cancelling headphones as recommended by Tomáš Brukner shortly before Ada arrived. I've really missed those!