Well, it's almost two weeks since the crash.
I've come along reasonably well. The clam-shell splint is gone and a wrist splint is in it's place.
I guess I'm ok. I wish I could say the same about the others. But I still would like to know what really happened. Too bad that won't happen (definitively) until the final accounting. Of course, this will be the least of my worries then.
I have to admit that, while the apple juice is nice, apple pie would have been much better.
Oh well.
