Likewise, commiserations and congratulations. For a moment when I saw this thread title, I'd wondered if I'd started it in my sleep or something. ;-)

Wednesday night -- two weeks shy of two years after I broke MY arm (upper part of left humerus, cobbled together with a high tech plate and screws) -- I was finally able to push myself out of the bathtub with both arms (my knees are shot). Which means, Wednesday night I was able to take and enjoy a leisurely bubble bath (with a hot buttered rum and a book) for the first time since December of 2007.

Yee hah! Two years of work and exercises to finally be able to do ALL of what I'd been able to do before taking a belly flop in my kitchen in my hurry to get to one of my last days at work after having given my notice.

Morning showers for getting clean and washing my hair work better into my current work schedule, but I really missed leisurely literary and stress reducing bubble baths with a tasty muscle relaxant (margarita, glass of wine or hot buttered rum), a good book and, perhaps, a cat to keep me company. (Cats hate showers.)

I was never in a cast -- but I couldn't drive for over three months.

Linn