My apologies for taking so long since the last post, but as they say, life happens, and so it has been happening to us over the past month. Some of the things that have happened to us are great, such as moving forward with the Incorporation of Electric Sensations and the contracting of an attorney to write up the rental agreement we will be using when we rent out the Sybian. We are also running our first advertisment today February 18 in the classified ads section of the Jonesboro Sun. But more on these items later. The majority of the last 20 days or so has been taken up in dealing with our less fortunate event to happen in our life.

Back on the thirty-first of January we had received a light snow here in Jonesboro, and although it may have been insignificant to someone living in the Northern regions of this great country, it was enough to prevent me from getting out of our drive way when the call came out from Cheryl that someone needed to run to the store and get a few small items for supper. It so happens that our driveway slopes upward toward the street, and everytime I would start to back out of the driveway a car would come over the street and I would have to stop on the side of the hill, and then I would not get enough traction to continue on up the hill to the street. Then I would ease back down to the carport and make another attempt at a mad dash up the hill, when the same events would repeat. After a half a dozen or so attempts at this cat and mouse game I finally decided if my driveway was this slick, then probably the safest thing to do would be not even get out in the car at all, but we still needed the items from the store. I figured walking would surely be much safer than driving a car out there with those other idiots (mistake #1).

I then went into the house and told Cheryl of my plans to walk to the store and asked her if she would like to go along with me. She happily said, "yes, she would like to go." (mistake #2)

Please imagine the scene. It is a brisk winter day, temperature about 20 F, but we are both wrapped up warm. There is about 1 inch of snow on the ground, and a light snow falling in the air. The world is perfect. We are walking along side by side, talking about who knows what, probably something having to do with the business, and we had travelled about 2 blocks from the house when we went to cross a street. Well I was walking along talking to her as we crossed, but then when I looked over at her when we got to the other side she wasn't there. I looked back behind me and there she was back in the middle of the street. Although the snow was light and powdery in most places, in the tracks of the road where the cars had been traveling it was packed down into a solid sheet of ice and this was what Cheryl had stepped on and lost her footing. She was on the ground in shock and pain and there is a car right there waiting to cross the street. First of course I ask her if she is alright. She complains of a pain in her wrist where she caught herself when she fell. We examine it real quick and although there is some redness around the wrist, it appears ok. We decide that she will return back to the house and I would continue on to the store without her.

When I got home, we examined her wrist closer, and although it did appear to have some redness in it, there was not alot of swelling, so we figured it was a strain. We wrapped the wrist up in an ace bandage and decided if it was still in pain the next day we would take her to the clinic to be x-rayed.

Well as I'm sure you can predict, it was not significantly better the next day so we went to the clinic to see the doctor. X-rays came back and she had a break on the distal end of the radius right below the head of the bone. This is the bone in your lower arm which is on the side of your arm which the thumb is on. The clinic then sent us over to the NEA hospital to see an orthopedic specialist there about setting her broken bone.

When we got to the hospital emergency room we were shown into a small room off of the lobby where the nurse/receptionist does the patient interview and triages the patients, but most importantly makes sure you have insurance or some way of paying your hospital bill. Well as I was sitting there providing her with our insurance information, Cheryl had to go to the restroom which was around the corner and down the hall from where we were. Well while she was gone Doogie Howser entered the room, and introduced himself to me. Actually Doogie was not his real name, but that is what I nicknamed him, I don't know if it is a sign of my age or his age, but he didn't look to me like he could have been a day over 25, and he was the Orthopedic Specialist who was going to be handling Cheryl's case.

Well he quickly flipped the X-rays out of the envelope which we had brought over from the clinic and he started talking to me about the break and how it looked like he might have to do surgery on the break because of the location of it and because of some bone fragments which had broken off of the bone. He explained that he could set the bone, but there is a possibility that the fragments might start drifting around and if that happened he would have to do surgery anyway. He then asked me if Cheryl had eaten anything that day, I knew she had eaten a muffin earlier in the morning but I could not remember exactly how many hours earlier it had been. About this time Cheryl returned from her oddesy from down the hall and I turned around and asked her when it was she had eaten the muffin. When she responded with 10 O'clock and the obvious question of Why? At this point Dr. Doogie spoke up and said, "when we do surgery on you we want to make sure you haven't eaten so you don't get sick. Well poor Cheryl walking into this statment from out in the cold is somewhat taken back. She has never had any surgery other than her two C-sections and has never been under a general anasthesia. Of course she has heard all of the horror stories about general anasthesia blunders and is somewhat apprehensive about it.

Well what we ended up deciding was that he would just set the arm that day and put it in a splint like cast, then she would come back in 7-10 days for a follow-up x-ray to see how it was healing.

Since this was her right wrist that was broken, and the first splint they put her arm in immobilized her arm up past her elbow, she was greatly handicapped in what she was able to do. Simple chores like brushing her hair and taking a shower. cooking and driving a car now became very cumbersome if not impossible.

Her next appointment to see Dr. Howser was set for Feb 12, so we were all saying alot of prayers that her bone would heal up ok and that she would not have to have surgery. And apparantly somebody listened because her X-ray on the 12th came back with excellent results. The two ends of the bone were growing together and all of the fragments were tucked into the bone where they were supposed to be, so it appears that surgery will not be necessary. For being such a good patient and healing up so well Dr. Doogie rewarded Cheryl with a new cast, this one only going up to her forearm. She also got to choose the color of the cast, and of course she chose Electric Sensations purple. She expects to get the cast taken off on March 12, and let me tell you, she can't be as relieved about it as the rest of us are.

Our first mass advertisment for Electric Sensations ran in the Jonesboro Sun today February 18, 2007. Below is the text of the ad.

Did your gift fail to excite her on Valentine's Day? Was it candy or flowers? Now why not give the gift of memorable pleasure. For more info visit www.electricsensations.com. Over 18 only.

We are hoping this ad will be enough to at least draw some traffic to our website and if nothing else start spreading the word around Jonesboro that our service is available. We will see how well it worked tommorow when I check my site traffic facts.

We are also working on some more ads which we expect be running in the next few weeks in local area papers. If you have any ideas for some ad copy please feel free to email me at dan@electricsensations.com .

Until next time.

Dan Lakey