It's been 10 days since my hand looked like this. The surgery was both faster and more painful then I imagined. The actual surgery took no more then 5 minutes, but the freezing was excruciating. The surgeon said the freezing pain would last 5 seconds, WRONG, it was well over a minute or two before the stabbing pain ended. Thankfully I was totally stoned on Ativan and only breathed loudly instead of screamed with blood curdling intensity. I can't believe that the doctor's assistant told me that I could drive myself home after the surgery. Not likely. Dustin came with me and has been my servant ever since.
The first few days I was in a daze, and I apologize to all of those who called during the T3 days. I don't remember talking to you. I do, however, appreciate your call. Dustin stayed home with me 2 days after my surgery because I had a very bad reaction to those T3's, and I couldn't be left alone. Since then every day has been a little bit better. I can type with two hands now, not for long, but I can do it, which is thrilling. I have all of the feeling back in my thumb, index and middle fingers of my right hand, but it is very weak. I hope to start physio next week as I have a lot of muscle wasting in my hand and I need to get my strength back. Hopefully I will stop dropping my combs so much.
I'll post again when I can type for longer.
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