Monday, May 17 2010
That's Going to Leave a Mark
I won't be drinking with that hand any time soon
Operation Opposable Thumb is on schedule. I had tendon re-attachment surgery last Friday, and it went as well as such things go. I was a little surprised at how goofy the surgery left me, and for how long. I was warned not to drive or make important decisions for 24 hours, but they might as well have said a week, because I still feel like a sack of doorknobs. I'd make a lousy narcotics addict, I think, but it seems to finally be wearing off.
Goin' my way?
Just before I woke up they shot my hand completely full of long-lasting freezing: the tips of my index finger and thumb are still tingly, but hoo-hah, the incisions and repair are all talking at full volume. Darndest part, from my point of view is how I can't really use my fingers without compromising my sore thumb and pulling the stitches: my wife has to help me dress, wash my hair, and cut up my tater-tots (well, to be fair it's just an extension of her supervision of my normally childlike ways) and bless her for being a wonderful partner. I've got an appointment to get the splints changed and the stitches and such out on the 27th, so I'll be sporting this silly mummy arm both at the Winemaker magazine conference and at the FITA conference. Sheesh!
But, it beats the alternative. 100 years ago I'd have been living without the use of my thumb for the rest of my life--I had just better count my blessings.
And I've got a lot of those, even beyond a wonderful wife. I received over a hundred messages of good wishes and kind thoughts, which leaves me humbled and a little panicky--surely I haven't earned such kindness from so many people?--and a determination to be worthy of such kindnesses.
If I owe you an email or some work, please do be patient: my typing has dropped from slow to glacial, but I'll do my best to catch up with you as soon as possible.
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