{"id":10237,"date":"2021-06-16T18:35:03","date_gmt":"2021-06-16T22:35:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/?p=10237"},"modified":"2022-01-17T16:58:32","modified_gmt":"2022-01-17T21:58:32","slug":"sprain-pain","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/16\/sprain-pain\/","title":{"rendered":"Sprain pain"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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Forearm bruising<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

I sprained my wrist playing softball two weeks ago. I tried to make a diving catch of a flyball. No, I didn’t catch it but somehow bent my wrist back in making the attempt. It was immediately obvious that I had hurt my wrist, but was not immediately obvious how badly I had hurt it. I finished the inning in the outfield and realized, sitting on the bench, that I would be unable to swing the bat. I came out of the game.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The next day I was in a world of hurt. I basically was unable to do anything <\/em>with my left arm. Even the simple act of putting shaving cream on my face was unbearably painful. For about 5 days I was pretty much a one-armed man (no, I didn’t murder Dr Richard Kimble’s wife<\/a>). I slowly regained use and thought, for a brief moment, that I might be able to play the next game. But when game day arrived I was still unable to swing the bat. And some pretty impressive bruising had appeared on my forearm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tomorrow is another game. I intend to go but likely won’t play unless the team is desperate for bodies.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I sprained my wrist playing softball two weeks ago. I tried to make a diving catch of a flyball. No, I didn’t catch it but somehow bent my wrist back in making the attempt. It was immediately obvious that I had hurt my wrist, but was not immediately obvious how badly I had hurt it. … Continue reading »<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[88],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10237","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-sports"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1VniU-2F7","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10237","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10237"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10237\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10842,"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10237\/revisions\/10842"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10237"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10237"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ourwanderyears.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10237"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}