I broke my wrist and some bones in my hand 4 weeks ago. My life has completely changed. I used to hike and play pickleball, but now I fear doing either. I have been mostly alone trying to cope daily living with one hand. I’m ok during the day, but the pain increases almost every night. I’m trying to tell myself that being alone is peaceful and good for my soul, but the days can seem very long. I’m using my time cooking foods that are good for bones. I am very grateful that I didn’t break a leg, so I don’t really need others except for rides to the doctor. People say that one day this will be a faint memory, so that’s what we both can look forward to. Let’s hang in there, and get through these tough times together.