The Claw

After posting a very funny picture of Chris lying zonked on the beach in Portugal I have another amusing photo to add - this time of the bung thumb, or the 'claw' as it has later been named. Chris arrived home from the ARWC in Portugal 2 weeks ago, feeling pretty tired.

After many hours sleeping for the first few days he started to feel better, but noticed that his hand was still very sore from crashing his mountain bike about half way through the race. Wisely he decided to get it checked at the doctors, but to our horror they decided he had torn the thumb ligament and needed surgery immediatly to reattach the ligament to the bone.

So the following Tuesday Chris became part titanium (well, very small part - like .00001 percent). So now he is stuck with a very unusual looking claw cast on his right hand that has to stay on for 6 weeks, meaning he can't ride a bike, and skiing is dubious. However, after a brief mourning period he has realised that the timing isn't so bad - there is not too much happening at the moment he will miss out on. I'm sure a rest won' do him any harm!

Grønlia hut with a little smattering of fresh snow.


CrispNZ said…
Oh that sucks... but... go The Claw!
Mark said…
Six weeks of terrifying small children sounds like fun to me!
Frances said…
hey is that the little hut where we had hot chocolates sitting out in the warm sunshine in July?

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