Failed Greek vacations: broken arm

I am having an awful time writing this post with one hand. Yes, you read correctly, one hand. My other hand (and arm) is wrapped up like a burrito-croissant making me look like a war survivor.

There I was in Greece, all Summer and glory in my second day climbing up a (very old ladder) reaching for some stuff up in the attic, and bam!!…two floors down and a broken arm. All my fabulous Summer plans flushed dramatically down the toilet. I don’t want to bore you with all the ER disasters and the excruciating pain that came after, the only thing I have to say is that I would never wish this pain upon anyone.

That being said, I am now 50% less productive; can’t work out, can’t write, no cooking or cleaning. I am trying to stay positive and look at the bright side (not hitting my head) and be productive trying to polish the songs we are recording for 12/20 since singing is the one thing I still can do with one arm.

Bare with me for the next couple of months since I won’t be able to post as much but will try to still keep you guys updated.

Big kiss to all of you ❤

PS: please be safe and climb ladders very carefully, the ER doctor told me that 40% of broken bones that he sees are because of stairs and ladders.

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