Well, when Mom does something, she does it big.
Why have just one hip replacement when you can have two?
Why just fracture your arm when you could totally obliterate it?
No half-ways for Mom, no siree.
She got out of surgery shortly after 7:00 pm our time. When I heard that she had broken herself not into two pieces, not even three, but seven pieces I wasn't too terribly surprised. I'm pretty sure they coined the phrase "go big or go home" for Mom.
I didn't even ask how many plates and screws are holding her arm back together, but I'm sure it's an astronomical number. Remember, she has 2 plates and 17 screws in her left wrist. Certainly an obliterated elbow warrants more than that.
I didn't even ask when she's coming home because they'll kick her out for being too ornery in short order. Expect a real update from Mom or Bill in the next day or so.