silver-fork deformity

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A deformity seen in Colles' fracture in which the wrist or forearm has a curve like that of the back of a fork.

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Clad in a blue, striped button-down, a silver watch adorning his left wrist, Huckabee beams on the cover.
Huckabee 2016: Bend Over and Take It Like a Prisoner!|Olivia Nuzzi|January 8, 2015|DAILY BEAST
These are dark times for network TV, but experiments like Galavant are the silver lining.
‘Galavant’: A Drunken, Horny Musical Fairy Tale|Melissa Leon|January 5, 2015|DAILY BEAST
Her name was Courtney, and she was a fashion editor for magazines like Photoplay, Screenland, Silver Screen.
The Story Behind Lee Marvin’s Liberty Valance Smile|Robert Ward|January 3, 2015|DAILY BEAST
No congratulations for those who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths and then blame the poor for being poor.
Jesus Wasn’t Born Rich. Think About It.|Gene Robinson|December 25, 2014|DAILY BEAST

Brinsley stepped up to the passenger side of the patrol car, raised a silver Taurus semi-automatic pistol and began firing.
'Please Don't Die!': The Frantic Battle to Save Murdered Cops|Michael Daly|December 22, 2014|DAILY BEAST
Gold and silver make the feet stand sure: but wise counsel is above them both.
The Bible, Douay-Rheims Version|Various
At once cover the mouth of the tube with a filter-paper cap moistened with saturated aqueous solution of silver nitrate (1:1).
A Manual of Clinical Diagnosis|James Campbell Todd
When used by gentlemen it was common to carry a silver basin to spit in.
Tobacco; Its History, Varieties, Culture, Manufacture and Commerce|E. R. Billings.
Pearson flung his knife and fork at it, having forgotten to drop those light weapons when he leaped up.
Hunting the Lions|R.M. Ballantyne
She had forced herself to eat most of her soup, and now she was picking the flaky bits of a court bouillon with her fork.
The Awakening and Selected Short Stories|Kate Chopin