Well I can't believe it's been a whole month yesterday that I broke my hand, 3 weeks since surgery to install 2 screws to hold the bone together. In some ways time has flown and in other ways it's gone so slow. I cannot even convey how much I have missed regular posting and commenting.
Here's the hand today. It looks fat because of the angle of the camera but there really is only one little area over the scar that has a little swelling. I now have to do a fun thing called scar massage. Looks a tad bit better without the swelling, stitches and the blue road map the surgeon had on there, don't you think?
So here is the scoop, heard here first. The surgeon and the OT (occupational therapist) are amazed at my range of motion. Praise the Lord! Thank you so much for your prayers. I guess those exercises every two hours have also paid off. Even though the monotony of doing them every couple hours sometimes drove me to distraction.
Doctor man says I am now half way through the healing process. I still have to wear the "cute" red cast full time for one more week and then I get out of hand jail for most of the day but still have to wear it all night and if I'm doing something where the hand needs protection until the 6 weeks is up. And I still can't lift, push or pull anything until the full six weeks is up. And do you know what the first thing is that I will attempt when this thing comes off? Hands down (hee) it will be two handed typing! Maybe I can actually finish a post in less than 2 days. The thought makes me giddy with excitement!
This experience has been a bit eye opening for myself, let me tell you. I have learned a few things about myself, some good, some not so much. I might share them in another post. Hey, maybe a two handed one.