I had the usual side-effects. The skin on my shoulder and upper arm are numb. My shoulder is now straight instead of sloping. My range of motion is reduced, and I'm weaker. But supposedly rehab will heal all. I wasn't upset about these things. I'm an exercise junky. And a stretching junky.
The surgeon proudly showed me an x-ray of the finished job. I was disappointed to see that he had only saved 2 big pieces. But done is done and I didn't say anything. The 2 pieces were held together with a strip of metal and screws running through my bones.
The hospital offers one free set of records to every patient. I requested mine. They arrived last night. The x-rays came on a set of CDs. I looked for that x-ray of the shattered clavicle. It wasn't there. Instead there was an x-ray of a clavicle with a simple break -- into two pieces. No wonder the surgeon only saved 2 pieces. There were only 2 pieces.
I mentioned this to a friend who is a nurse. She said she wasn't surprised that they showed me the wrong x-ray.
I agreed to surgery based on an x-ray that was of somebody else's broken clavicle. If I'd seen only 2 pieces, I'd have demanded more information. I might still have chosen surgery. But now I'll never know.