Sharon
Pins are out of Wrist!!
Friday was the surgery to remove the hardware from my wrist. I suppose I was a bit more nervous than I wanted to admit because my blood pressure was 151/100 - which is highly unusual for me. After I was situated and waiting to go to the ER, the nurse came and asked if I wanted some "joy juice" (versed, I think). I wasn't sure what that was, but said YES! Fortunately I did, because shortly after that, two nurses came in with a hand-held saw and began cutting my cast off. I was terrified that they would go too far and cut my arm off, but apparently they've done this before. About half way through cutting the cast off, my joy juice kicked in and I laughed about everything. I don't remember hubby leaving my room and I was probably talking to an empty chair after the cast came off and the nurses left. I looked down at my wrist to see the pins one last time and noticed that my skin was very swollen and pus was oozing out around pins. I figured this was why it had been hurting so bad Wed & Thur. But at that moment, I laughed and said "oooh infection, cool". I was pushed into the OR and was looking around at everyone and thinking "crap, will it hurt or will I care?" I think I remember my doctor coming in and saying "hi" but within moments an oxygen mask went over my nose & mouth and the nurse said, "Here comes the sleepy medicine..." I woke up from the best sleep ever, still feeling a little high, and was offered what I think was the best darn Dr. Pepper I've ever had. Nothing like a icy, cold DP after waking up in thickness. And if that wasn't cool enough, while I was sipping that oh-so-delicious drink, the kind nurse brought me a lortab too. OMG I floated home.
Hubby said later (probably many times before I actually could remember it) that the doc said my wrist had an infection and they gave me antibiotics by IV at surgery center and then I had a Rx to take for 5 days. Everything else looked good and I should start moving my wrist and fingers to regain movement.
Such an ordeal. Doesn't seem like 6 weeks have passed. My brother broke his right hand last week. I won't go into those details, but my mom thinks something weird is going on with both of us breaking our hand/wrist and dad having a broke foot a couple of months ago. Bro is going through the first couple of weeks with pain and finding his limits on using that hand. Boy do I remember that well. No surgery is required for him, but he's a mechanic and having no use of his right hand is not good. Hopefully, he will heal fast and be back repairing engines. :)
Re-org at work from the merger has everyone panicked. I lost my boss in it and gained a team member. I'm happy about having another guy on my team - one who knows SQL and .NET better than I do, but I will be getting some training within the next couple of months on both. Losing the cool boss sucks, but I'm determined to not let it affect my performance (unless in a good way).
Can't you tell I'm using both hands for typing now? I can actually type what I'm thinking without having to look at the keys and then backspace and start over!
~peace~