After being back in the states for about 3 weeks, I am finally back to posting on my blog. This is probably going to be the best way for me to show you my pictures as well as tell you some stories about the summer.
My summer in Nanning was cut short because of a broken arm and bruises. I was able to teach my class for two weeks before having to leave Nanning. After those two weeks, I flew to Hong Kong to visit more doctors before returning home. I am not going to lie...I love my unexpected week in Hong Kong.
"Expect the unexpected"...I didn't think that I would forced to live by this anymore than what had happened last summer, but boy was I wrong. Here's the story...
My team arrived in Nanning on Friday July 6. The next evening I was on my way to decorate my classroom when I fell down some wet stairs and landed on my arm. I went to the hospital in Nanning where the doctor there told me that nothing was wrong with my arm, and he gave me a spray to put on it. I was a little concerned about putting a spray on my arm even more so because it said "Key Ingredients: kept confidential." I didn't use that at all. Apple (my friend that I met last summer) had some Chinese medicine made for me the next day that took almost all of the swelling out of my arm. AMAZING! Later that week (the following Friday) I got the splint material, sling, and painkillers in the mail. I was so thankful for them and for how quickly they made it from Texas to Nanning, China because I until then I only had a piece of cloth that we had made into a sling on my arm.
I thought everything was going to be fine, but on the second Thursday of teaching, they decided that I needed to go back to the hospital and see another doctor. I went...but I def. wasn't excited about it. This doctor told me that my arm wasn't broken, but I needed to keep it in the splint and not move it at all. My team leader and our site visitor decided after that hospital visit that I should go to Hong Kong to see some of the doctors there. So that began my journey home...
I left Nanning the next day and spend the next week in Hong Kong. The first doctor I went to in Hong Kong wouldn't take a look at my arm and gave me an appointment with an orthopaedic surgeon for later that week. So I went to the doctor again, and he gave a completely different opinion on my arm than either of the other doctors. At this point, I was just ready to come home. I came home and we xrayed my arm yet again....and I found out that it was indeed broken. AHHHH....
I am adding a couple of pictures of my arm throughout the time I was there...you may see some of these pics again in posts to come. Thanks for all of your support and prayers during my time there. I couldn't have gotten through it without you!
Candy and me! This is one of the few pics before my broken arm...after this meal, I had to learn to eat with chopsticks with my right hand. It was a little bit difficult!
The sling Chris made out of a piece of cloth while we waited for the real stuff to arrive!
My arm and its pretty bruise a week after the fall.
Chris and me with my new splint and sling!
Isn't my splint a beauty? I sure was happy to have it because it made life much less painful!