She's going to fuss at me for this, but oh well.
Tam fell and broke her collarbone early Sunday morning. This is not a good bone for an adult to break, since about all they can do it put you in a sling or immobilizer while it heals, and it hurts considerably if you move wrong. It hurts a lot more than that before treatment; she made it as far as the dining room before deciding that calling an ambulance was the only way forward.*
The ER checked her over, did a set of X-rays and gave her a basic sling along with a prescription for a few days of painkillers and quite firm instructions to check with the orthopedic specialists come Monday.
It won't be cheap. She needs a working collarbone to continue doing the work to write the kinds of articles her readers enjoy, like the 2,000-round tests of a wide range of handguns, modern and classic.
There's a PayPay tip jar on Tam's blog. She's got a Patreon, which also gets you valuable extra snark and informed opinion. Some money in either one -- or both, if you choose to -- would be a huge help to her. Even warm, positive thoughts will be helpful.
Healing time for a broken collarbone is around three months, minimum, and she'll be off shotgun use for awhile longer.
* Tam and I both view calling for a flashing-lights-and-siren ride as a last resort, and aspire to a Stoic ideal. Aspiration is one thing -- broken bones tend to trump that ace, decisively. Accepting the inevitable is a Stoic virtue, too.
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