Two Steps Back

Yesterday's visit with the surgeon was a bit disappointing. Injury to the median nerve was found near the fracture line with it cut through nearly 50%. Sutures the width of a hair strand were used to repair it and as you can probably imagine I'm not advised at this time to do handstands....or much of anything else. My hand is in a splint in a flexed forward position, the idea is that there should be no pressure or strain on that repaired nerve. The splint will need to be worn for "several" weeks and I am to see the hand therapist next week so he can create a splint and the flexion will gradually be increased as it heals. I can move all my fingers, (the surgeon was thrilled about that) but I have numbness in the thumb, index and middle. That will take some "time" to resolve...I didn't inquire how much time, I'll save that question for another day when I'm more psychologically prepared. In the meantime it's hard to go back to a dependent state so I am doing everything I can to do what I can. My right hand has become incredibly talented and even performed the one handed bra attachment and I now hook the hairdryer on BJ's towel rack and just bend down to dry my hair. To get ready for the day without assistance is HUGE. I don't think I'm ready for "cookie therapy" yet but maybe I can pick up one of those little scooper thingies that scoop the dough and release it onto the cookie sheet. Someone must have invented that thing for a reason.

On another note, yesterday was BJ's 71st birthday. I think he looks pretty hot for 71. After my appointment yesterday I hurried from the clinic to the ferry to try to catch the 3:35. BJ and I planned to go out to dinner to celebrate and I said a small prayer asking God to try and get me on that boat. I think a lot of prayers are said in ferry lines! The next ferry was at 6 pm. When I got to the ferry line I was on standby (worse than a 4 letter word). I watched as the four cars in front of me had their standby tickets removed from their windshield and thought, "this doesn't look good." After some nailbiting time the attendant came and took my ticket off and ushered me on. One more car boarded after me and we were tucked in as tight as could be. I called BJ and said, "Happy Birthday this is your gift today" and we were both grateful!!