Doberman Scapula Ouch

Doh! Old Wilf has done it again!

I know, I know, I’m on this message board every other week it seems, with one new scrape or another to share with the class. But this time I might have done some real damage!

I was walking my dog in the park, as I always do on a beautiful, sunny Sunday, when a great big Doberman came flying out of nowhere and bowled me over! He was happy as can be, thankfully, and just wanted to say hi and make friends – but he hurt my shoulder something fierce!

I went and consulted with an old Army friend of mine who used to be a doctor, and he said I should get it looked at ASAP by somebody with current medical training. He was worried there was something wrong with the bones, not just the muscle. (I think I heard him mutter something about a scapula fracture fixation, but I don’t know what he’s talking about – I’ve never been fixated on my scapula before!)

So I hopped on one of those fancy new trains that took me all the way to Melbourne, so I could see one of those fancy new city doctors and get a fancy new diagnosis. Turns out, Ralph (the Army buddy) was totally on the money – so I didn’t have to come see the best shoulder surgeon available in Melbourne after all!

He patched me up for the time being, gave me some tips on how to manage the pain and asked me to come in for some surgery – the fixation that Ralph was talking about! Silly me, that’s what he meant! Apparently it’s a relatively common and minor procedure, and I can go home the day afterwards. I bet if I asked nicely, they’d even give me ice cream in the hospital (don’t tell Leanne!).

So, kids, the moral of the story – wear hockey pads next time you take your dog for a walk!