It's remarkable how much better my arm feels today. As long as I don't move it, it doesn't hurt at all, and even if I do move it, the pain is very slight. Of course, I still can't do anything with it. We take two arms and hands for granted until something like this happens, then all of a sudden our life changes. It's a struggle to do the simplest little thing, like eating or dressing. Tying my shoelaces is a major feat. I don't see how Row ties his laces at all, much less any of the other skillful things he does. By the time the break has healed, I should be a whiz with my left hand.
Used my left hand to push a wagon-load of dirty clothes over to the laundromat. Folding the clean clothes was a problem, but I finally managed. Returned to the boat, ate lunch, and then pushed the wagon to the store for a few groceries.
Roy found a lot of rot inside the mizzen mast. He dug it out and is hoping he can repair it without having to remove the entire mast.
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