In the early morning hours a year ago today I sat on my front stoop in La Paz, my right arm dripping blood, waiting for an ambulance, to begin an 11-month odyssey that would take me from Comayagua to Tegucigalpa to Panama City and ultimately to Seattle.  I would be gone from Honduras for 11 months while that right arm sustained 7 surgeries to render me whole again.  Having fractured the ulna, radius and the humerus where they join at the elbow, the joint had to be reconstructed using a radial head prosthesis.  On January 23rd I left a Seattle snowstorm to arrive in tropical Honduras´ 75 degree weather and step seamlessly back into my previously interrupted life.  What a difference a year makes.