Happy holy Christmas to you, family and friends.
And to the few of you who will read this and the also to the vast majority who won't.
Today is Christmas Day - thanks be to God the Father for His Son who came born of a woman to save us from our sins, that we may have life, life everlasting.
Yesterday was Christmas Eve. In the afternoon I went I picked up my bicycle from Saints Cycles.
The chain-rings and cranks were bent, so they were replaced. The bigger chain-ring was 48 teeth, it is not a common size in NZ, so that has been replaced with a 50, which means it is a slightly higher gear, but that's okay. The new cranks are stiffer and 10mm longer, which is better for my long legs, also means that with the greater leverage I can put more power into the wheel.
Tire and tube have been replaced with similar.
The above was done on Leo's suggestion.
The big change I wanted (so I had to pay for it) - is to change the brake to a disk brake, for safety to get away from something on the rim. (This is the upgrade I had to pay for) I have a new front wheel (Ontrack 26) with disk and brake by Shimano.
Also replace the worn-out rear brake pads.
Sorry this video is a bit rough, it is my first attempt at stitching a few clips together (it is Christmas Day, so not a lot of time) I used youtube's video editor, I see it's 'smoothing' has ended up distorting it a bit.
but I'm back cycling - enjoy. :D
My thanks especially to Leo and Jay of Saint Cycles: http://saintcycles.co.nz
A week ago I saw the doctor in Manukau, I saw a different doctor. He was pleased with my hand. It is very difficult to put the bones back together when they're broken like mine were.
Well... it was 'a week ago' at the time I wrote the above. The day being referred to is Monday 25 November 2013. That week I made a couple short little videos of me driving again, and clearly I forgot to finish this post and post it. So here you are.
(I hope I put them in the right order.)
And, because I no longer need to have the NHI number to hand.
Before I forget to mention it. Lauren the hand therapist at Handworks was also pleased with progress, after two more appointments, I don't need to see her either.
I going to put some photos up from the week of the accident and today, so you can see the difference :).
And the x-ray taken hours after the accident.
First, a couple of stories.
The door:
I had a meeting with my manager at work two weeks ago, it was in the boardroom, it has a big heavy door, and I brought in a cup of tea. when the meeting was finished, I was nearest the door, picked up the cup with my right hand, it was still a third full, too much to hold with my left hand. I stood in front of the door... I needed my right hand to open it,... my left hand was able to hold the cup, or open the door. I was trapped! Of course my manager was still there - Anna to the rescue!
Toothpaste:
I'm now able to hold a toothbrush in my left hand (can't brush my teeth left handed yet.) When putting toothpaste on the toothbrush I used to hold the toothbrush in right-hand and squeeze toothpaste with left hand. It is natural to pick up the toothbrush with right-hand as that is the one I start brushing with. I still keep grabbing the toothbrush with my right hand, but then have to swap hands to squeeze the toothpaste with my right-hand. At least I don't have to hold the toothbrush between my teeth anymore like a had to a couple of weeks ago.
Now the photos.
Middlemore hospital, 2013 Sep 24, after first operation.
Hand and right arm, 2013 Sep 23.
Hand and right arm, 2013 Nov 17
Knees, 2013 Sep 23.
Knees, 2013 Nov 17.
Chainring 2013 Sep 27. Chainring took the initial impact with the road.
Helmet 2013 Sep 27. Scrape marks show my helmet protected my face.
It is just over 7 weeks since I came off my bicycle and broke my hand, and a day short of 5 weeks since the second operation to take the twist out of the bone. I don't think either of the two are perfect, but unless you look closely you won't notice it.
Lauren my hand therapist cut down the splint to only cover my hand, I can have it off most of the time.
Thursday two weeks ago I sat NZICA PCE with the help of a reader writer. The exam was very difficult, it is clear that all the students I'm in touch with agree it is harder and more in it than previous and we were led to expect.
This week I'm sort of back to work full time, there is a lot to do as I prepare to hand over my work to my colleagues.
My hand is improving every week, fingers getting straighter, and able to bend more, no lateral movement of the ring finger - it might never come back, I have a strap that holds it the big finger, that puts it in a better position, much needed especially when typing (such as right now). It still has some swelling, and my fingers are stiff in the morning. First thing every morning I have to get them moving. Skin is looking quite good, the scar has become less visible, hopefully in time it will fade to a thin barely noticeable line.
This
week I had post surgery follow up with Dr. Dunlop at Manukau Super Clinic,
he was pleased with how my hand was looking, in four weeks will be the next
follow up. I can take the cast off at home, move my fingers, no weight
on it though.
I also had the second post op appointment with the hand therapist at
Handworks. In the week between appointments, the amount I can bend my
fingers has improved 5-10 degrees, I have no lateral movement of my ring
finger, muscles and tendons that pull it to the ring finger are okay,
but because the other side is where it was cut open to operate, there is some damage in there - I think that will take the longest to recover, it is going to make typing difficult as my finger tips will be in the wrong place.
I was back in Middlemore Hospital early Wednesday morning (9 Oct 2013), mid afternoon I was in theatre, 4:30 pm out and in the ward. Ward 35, in the same room as two weeks ago, in the opposite corner, B, two weeks ago I was in corner D.
View out the window:
Middlemore Penthouse (Ward 35 north)
Pre-op, I finally I got to see my hand uncovered:
Post-op:
Same day as above, look awful don't I?
Thursday, ready to go home:
looking much better, even if the bone isn't perfectly orientated, it is much better than it was.
And another photo of the view from Ward 35 Penthouse:
Nice eh?
Good staff too. The physios remembered seeing me two weeks ago, not where or when though, I did, nice ladies, it was in the lounge watching Oracle beat us at the America's Cup.
Now a few days at parents, recuperating and studying.
Well...
Tomorrow I'm back at Middlemore Hospital to be re-operated on my hand.
Today I had my follow-up appointment, and the doctor agreed that the ring finger metacarpal is twisted, couldn't see anything on the x-ray, but looking on my hand it was obvious, so back to TADU I go.
I also need to find a 'reader/writer' to help with my Accounting Exam. This person cannot be a friend or family member or be a member of the accounting profession – and the reader/writer will need to email Programme Administrator to confirm that.
The exam is 7 hours 9 am to 4 pm (plus a bit of time on either side) if anyone knows anyone who might do that - doesn't actually need to write, but hold paper and go through me large volume of files finding useful notes. I will likely be boring for whoever does it (but I myself am never boring.)
Before I go to surgery in the morning, I'm going to tell a bit about how I have been coping.
As posted earlier, my flatmate Jouni has been great (Ladies, he is single! Has his own house (and mortgage), works hard, is intelligent, honest and reliable)
And me, Jouni has been all the dishes, was my driver a few times (he even washed my car! How amazing is that!) I have on the whole been able to look after my own food, (Jouni did open some tins for me. ACC sent board with raised side so I can butter bread). I'm able to shower. I even managed to hang laundry on the line (Jouni was impressed that I hung his out) (jeans wear to heavy to hold on the line with my arm, so just threw them over and pegged them in the middle.)
I did have an issue when I called Manukau Super Clinic last Friday, in that Middlemore had not sent my notes through, so they didn't know they had to call me.
I had another problem when I wanted to leave Manukau Super Clinic this morning, that the only places on coop Taxis account ACC gave me is home and work, should also have included medical establishments.
Everyone is impressed I'm handling it all so well - don't have choice, so may as well smile. I pray the surgeon tomorrow will fix the bone properly.
Thank God I'm in good health. Some of the grazes are now barely visible. Being so good does have its disadvantages; in my ambulance ride to the A&E two weeks ago, I was given some paracetamol. After I drank the little cup of water I balanced it on me knee, because the vehicle was moving it fell off, with my superb reactions I caught it with my right, and promptly regretted it, ouch, my right is also injured.
About 11pm Sunday the hand registrar at Middlemore saw me, he needed to talk to his superiors but expected the surgeon would operate to pin the bones and put a plate in my hand. I would have to be back at Middlemore Monday, 7:30 am at TADU (Theater And Discharge Unit), I could go home and wasn't allowed to eat after 2am, so my flatmate took me home and I had dinner 1 am Monday morning. My flatmate said, "some people go to extreme lengths to get some time off to watch the America's Cup." I still missed Tuesday's race as you'll see later!
The doctor did warn me that he couldn't guarantee I'd be operated on on Monday, children and open wounds take priority. 7:30 am my flatmate had me back at Middlemore. Whole day no food, only a sip of water at 8am for some Paracetamol. 3pm I was told they wouldn't get to me and I could go home and be back 7:30 Tuesday. I was given some sandwiches, an apple and very nice piece of cake. One of the nurses dropped me off home (I first had, "nurse took me home", but that has improper connotations).
Tuesday morning I was back at Middlemore TADU. While being prept for surgergy I missed the race, before I was put under I was told we lost again (now 8 all) 10 am I was operated on, 12:30 pm I was in the recovery room, I threw up, blood pressure was very low (higher number was only 99!), and they said I was given lots of Morphine and didn't want to let me go until they were sure they knew how to control my pain, (it was successful so far) so they checked me into ward 35 overnight.
Late Wednesday morning I went home, my friend Brendan picked me up.
Sunday afternoon I was out for a ride. I was cycling up Great South Road, south of the Harp of Erin, discovered my front tire had gone soft. With the hand pump I put some more air in it to get me home. Two options to go home: turn around, go south on Great South Road to Penrose Road, or carry on up to the Harp of Erin, onto Main Highway through Ellerslie. I decided to take the second option. Main Highway has a bridge over the motorway, on the downhill side I was breaking to take the corner at the bottom, but the front wheel suddenly locked up, good traction meant instant stop of the front wheel, took a nosedive, chain-ring hitting the road (chain-ring is the front cogs - they bent under the impact) and my bicycle throwing me sprawling onto the road.
I would have been doing about 40 km/hr, put my hands forwards took the bulk of the impact. That I was wearing leather gloves prevented my hands from being torn to shreds, but knees and upper arms got badly grazed, left calf badly sprained, I don't think I tore it. although I did not land on my head, my helmet did protect my face from being scraped on the road, that did knock my sunglasses, broke the right lens, and that cut into my eyebrow (minor cut). Through my gloves I still managed to graze my right pinky finger, and now several days later it is still is bruised and sore.
But that is not the worst of it. I broke two bones in my left hand.
My thanks to the motorcyclist who going the other way, parked his bike on the concrete medium checked that I was okay and called the ambulance. I first said I was okay as I looked at the scrapes, my head wasn't hit and I wasn't bleeding. Then I saw the knuckle on the ring finger of my left hand wasn't quite where it should be, and then I tried to stand - ouch, so I said call the ambulance. Two lovely ladies from St John's who where there in a few minutes. My thanks to the motorcyclist (sorry I didn't get your name). My thanks to Emily from Panmure who also saw, stopped to help, picked up my bicycle and stuff and took them to where I live. My thanks to my flatmate Jouni, who later picked me up from Ascot White Cross A & E and took me to Middlemore Hospital late at night so a hand specialist could look at my hand, and for the other running around he has done for me since then.
Also thanks that car following me was paying attention and stopped without running me over.
It is difficult to type with only my right hand (I am used to typing with all fingers on both hands) especially as there is bruising on the fingers of my right hand also so I have to careful with that to.
The drops started to get a bit heavy, so I turned around and went home. Just before I reached home I jumped on the footpath so I wouldn't have the bump of the curb into the driveway. I had a corner on the footpath, it was slick and I ended up on my side, scrapes on me, the bike and tear in my pants. What was worse was that a man saw me fall from a few meters away, and he didn't even ask if I was okay! He just watched then walked on by!
Sunday, June 16, 2013
A month or so ago I signed up for the ride to conquer cancer
http://www.conquercancer.org.nz/site/PageServer?pagename=ak13_aboutevent
But hadn't really done much about. Does not help that at the moment the weather in Auckland is not favourable to cycling.
The ride is 200km over two days.
If my knee holds up it should be manageable for me.
Nothing like the 3000 miles Maria Parker is doing to raise money for brain cancer research.
Yesterday her support vehicle was involved in an accident, it got rear-ended when a driver who was texting dropped her mobile phone (note to everyone - pull over if you want to use your phone in the car)
Give Maria your support:
https://www.facebook.com/3ktoacure?ref=stream&hc_location=stream
http://www.3000milestoacure.com/team
I have been studying for full membership to the NZ Institute of Accountants (any chartered accountant can tell you that it is a lot of work)
Before the ride to conquer cancer will let me ride, I need to raise $2,500 dollars, for that I need your help.
I signed up long before I new Maria was riding to raise money for brain cancer. But she inspired me to do something more than nothing to raise some money.
As a starter for that I made a little video.
Now I need you to donate, and tell other people, otherwise, they won't let me ride with them.
Donate here.
Who is going to be first?
(That it is on zero at the moment doesn't mean that I didn't give - because I did when I signed up, it is not included in the $2,500 I need.)
Thank you all.
Pax Christi
Jos
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Friday and Saturday I had the second two day workshop for my full membership into ICANZ.
When I got home Saturday afternoon - what better way to relax than on my bicycle that I hadn't ridden in a week, and it was such a nice afternoon.
But...
When I got home I found my rear tire was flat. So that had to be fixed.
Then I went for a bit of a ride.
Then put a post on my facebook page if anyone wanted to go riding with me on Sunday if the weather was okay.
Today is Sunday, 10 February 2013, there is not a cloud in the sky, beautiful day, stunning, not even the small clouds that are common near the horizon.
Today also was the Summer Cycle Carnival, organised by Auckland Transport. So of course I jumped on my Sofrider and spent the last part of the afternoon there. Got these cool refectorised band things that snap around wrists/ankles.
But none of this has anything to do with the title of this post.
On my way home, cycling up Symonds St. a car hit me! A small silver wagon, (not giving more details as I have called the police) this little silver wagon trying to squeeze past me in the lane hit me in the shoulder with his left hand mirror, the fool didn't give enough room to go around me. The car's mirror snapped back, fortunately the snapping back absorbed enough of the blow that I wasn't knocked off. I know he/she knows they hit me, because the car slowed down, I'm guessing long enough to see I was still on my bicycle, then took off. My thanks to the NZ Bus driver in his MetroLink bus for slowing to check I was okay - there is a commendation coming your way.
To the car driver - the police have been called.
Will have to wait until tomorrow to see it a bruise comes up, at the moment everything appears fine.