I can type again. My hand only has a waterproof bandaid for the next week.
It's spring break this week. I had planned to paint or to wash windows or to organize stuff in the house. Well, that plan has come to naught. I can wash dishes with rubber gloves; but I am not able to do much that requires me to squeeze my right hand.
Last week at this time: I had a rigid wrapped bandage on my hand and wrist that resembled a cast--only without the plaster. I had a pain block on my hand that kept me from moving my index and smallest fingers easily.
This week: I have just a small bandaid over the incision on my palm. I can move my fingers more, but my middle and ring fingers are still somewhat stiff and, while they can type, they aren't yet good for anything requiring strength.
The husband and I had a brief talk yesterday morning about the surgeon's recommendation for his heart. I wasn't totally aware that when we went to the doctor last week, he wasn't really absorbing what the doctor said; nor did he totally understand what his cardiologist said after the angiogram. I have a feeling that if and when the doctor calls, Husband will politely refuse the procedure. I had thought that he might go for it.
Guess not........
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