It’s 3 am and the pain block for my arm has worn off. I can’t say it’s the most pain I’ve ever experienced, but I am pretty uncomfortable on a lot of different levels. I have a splitting headache, which if I could alleviate just one thing, that would be it at this very moment. Then there are a multitude of other issues that I don’t really need to list here.

The fixing part yesterday went about like I had prepared myself for, not what I was hoping for. They could only reattach one of the tendons, so there other is a write off. I’d done enough research myself to know that it was a long shot to get the worst one back on, but after talking to Dr. Millette on Tuesday, it sounded like he was going to be able to do something with it. Guess not. I’ll find out more at 8 am when he stops by to talk. That was the first depressing news.

The second depressing news was that my bicep was detached and had to be reattached. The MRI didn’t say a thing about that. I guess I am gong to lose about 15% strength there. There goes my awesome sprint.

And finally,the last depressing news is that the PT guy stopped by and said that I could do absolutely no movement for 6 weeks. And that was super unusual. Usual would be doing PT right after the surgery. I don’t know what that is all about, but I’m hoping that is a very pessimistic view. Again, I’ll find out more about that soon.

Yesterday was way long. Enough whining (and this is officially whining). I really haven’t slept since 4 am Wednesday morning, so that is approaching 24 hours now. I should feel better with a little sleep. Think I’m checking out this morning. I’ll post something more, more upbeat, hopefully later.

Self portrait

The doctor came by and marked the correct arm to operate on. That lowered my confidence level just a tad. They had already shaved all the surrounding area, including my armpit. The nurse apologized about being a little rough and said something about knowing how weird it must feel. I told her I did it all the time, so no worries.

Wondering the halls late at night.

Dinner was good, but I had to eat at 6:30, so ordered a lot. Trudi ate the salad.

Today has went a little better. I’ve made a deal with the doctor that I’ll stay and use his physical therapy ace, Dirk, for a least two weeks. This ups the odds of cutting an enormous amount of recovery time off the process, but nothing is guaranteed.

I’m out of the hospital and am so zonked. I’m heading to a chair right now and am going to pass out hopefully. I’ve never be a big participate of pain pills, but I’m all over this protocol. I just took a Valium, on top of Oxycontin and Oxycodone, so I should be good for a least a few hours.

So, I hope everyone is planing something special for a significant other today. It doesn’t have to be anything expensive or over the top. Just something that shows appreciation and feelings. Here is an example of that Summit County style. Or if you’re looking for a present still, this guy just might still be available. Okay, Happy Valentines Day!