Rejected!

My third visit to the ortho in six days confirms that something is indeed wrong, as I suspected. It’s kinda cool, actually, in a grisly sort of way. Apparently I’m rejecting an internal suture. Cool, huh? Except that now a little bit of infection is starting, so we’re nipping that in the bud. I got to visit Walgreens this morning and walked out with a mini-pharmacy in my shopping bag: antibiotic pills, antibiotic cream, hydrogen peroxide and a heat pack.

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Back on wrist rest

Doc prescribes rest for wrist – part of incision not healing properly. Just took me 40 seconds to spell “properly” properly using only my left hand to type. Grrrrrrr.

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Catching Up

I filled almost three memory cards right before my surgery, thinking I’d get to muck around with the images while I recovered. Turns out I felt like doing pretty much absolutely nothing, so the images didn’t even get dumped to the Mac until today.

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Hiatus

I’m off this morning to the surgery center, to have my little friend who has taken up lodging on my wrist permanently removed. After surgery at 10:30 a.m., the wrist cyst will be no more! Of course, my right arm will essentially be like a club hanging off my body for a few days, but the little bastard that’s been causing pain, numbness and loss of grip for months now will be gone.

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Animal Kingdom

I have a little green glass octopus that sits on my vanity, that my mom gave me years ago. This weekend, Zoe saw it for the first time.

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