Learning to get along with one hand.  Fortunately, the splint comes off Tuesday.  Weird to think it is one week start to finish - minus any therapy.

The surgery on Thursday was fine.  I certainly was not expecting all the hoop la.  I guess I envisioned it being like when I go to the dermatologist and they have cut a spot out.  The surgery center where they did my finger, was a mini hospital.  I had to put the gown on, hair net and booties.  I was given a nerve block and I think something that relaxed me but did not put me all the way under.  I was awake the whole time.  They put some kind of tourniquet on my arm and I am pretty sure that it squeezed down to the bone.  It hurt far more than any part of my finger has hurt.  They said they can keep the tourniquet on for up to 2 hours within it killing cells.  I think my arm was close to purple when they took it off 42 minutes later.

The boys have been great.  The morning of my surgery they made me breakfast and delivered it upstairs to me.  They also drew me pictures.

After the surgery I took a pain pill - not that I was in pain, everyone just warned me to stay on top of the pain and not to wait until it hurt.  I woke up that night at midnight and took another one.  I woke up at 6am Friday and took another one.  When I finally got out of bed at 8:30, I was sick.  Spent the next 5 hours throwing up, dizzy and just plain not feeling good.  I pulled up side effects from the pain meds and had them all except low blood pressure.  I probably had that one, I just could not check my bp by myself.  Not sure if I got sick because of the meds or because I took the 6am med without food.  So, with the weekend approaching, called the doctor and got an ant-nausea medication.  Took both Friday night and did well.  So, half the time I have had no drugs and not been hurting too bad...maybe pain 2 out of 10.

I have an appt Tuesday to get it unwrapped and start moving things.