Well, this is the first ten minute Tuesday since my injury and I suppose I will treat it as a bit of reminiscence on the injury and the writing.
I ruptured the distal biceps tendon in my right arm on September 13th while trying to lift a washing machine out of a trailer into a dumpster. It is the kind of chore I have done many times, but this was a little heavier and my arm was slightly twisted as I lifted. I heard 3 pops and it was done. Some others came and helped finish the job. The pain was manageable, and I drove to an MD friend for advice. He said definitely worth an ER visit as it was nearing 7 PM and clinics would be closed.
On the 23rd, thanks to expedited process by local surgeon Mark Wade and one of his colleague helping behind the scenes, Dr. Jim Matai, I underwent surgery. He made a 3 inch incision longwise in the inside of my elbow through which he reached to pull the tendon down from where it attached to the bicep. The other incision, also about 3 inches, is on the right side of the forearm where the tendon, after passing along the elbow bones, attaches to the forearm bone so I have twisting strength in the arm. Here he found about 15% of the tendon still attached so he had to disconnect that, properly re-orient the tendon, and re-attach to the bone.
I came-to around 4 PM or so and was home by about 5. The pain was manageable, not least because I had a complete block in the arm that didn't subside for 48 hours. After that I took the 800 mg Ibuprofen and the other pain med off and on for a week and then quit. Very grateful.
A thousand lessons in all of this, not least gratitude for the aptitude, skill, training, and love of the doctors, nurses, and various other attendants. They give such a vital service to the world and to each of us. It is no small thing, though we easily take it for granted.
Glad to be back in the loop, able to type almost normally.
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