Sausage
As always, good things.
Mac & cheese
Once again with the Beecher’s, good things.
scrambled eggs and hash browns (direct repeat, but what are you gonna do?)
I was able to pull this together, with some bacon that was from something skipped last week. I did get a bit of bacon splatter to the face. Good dinner.
Creamy Sesame Noodles
Delayed!
I was quite out of it for the time where Steve Vai and Joe Satriani would have been performing. I suspect I wouldn’t have remembered much. Oh well.
By all metrics surgery went well, at least according to the discharge instructions and what Shannon said. I think it took a bit longer than expected (estimated 2-2.5 hours, probably closer to 3-3.5). The good doctor was able to put my well broken radius back together and connect the ulna in the one break. I meet with the doctor on Monday.
We got home, I made my self comfortable on the a chair, and we discussed dinner. At the time, I couldn’t think about eating, but by the time she got home, I was thinking about eating. So I had her pull together a cheese and meat tray with pretzel crisps. Which really hit the spot.
My left arm was effectively dead to me, with the nerve block in place. As Shannon was tucking me in, we both watched my arm slide off my belly and fall to my side and just laughed at it. After getting another pillow to brace my elbow to hold my arm up, I was able to sleep with my arm elevated as it should be. Around 3:AM, I got up to relieve myself and didn’t initially notice that my arm was holding itself up. I woke again around 5 and was finally able to move my fingers. Around 6:30 when I started to get motivated to get up, I was able to wiggle my fingers hi to Shannon as she got up.
Because opiates scare me so much, I’ve already started to ramp down. Late Friday I swapped to dual action pills (combo of ibuprofen and acetaminophen) and am watching the dosages.
While it was uncomfortable and my right hand got tired, I was able to drive us to Cedar Rapids to celebrate my fathers 75th birthday. I was able to see an uncle and aunt, and catch up with a couple of my brothers, and spend time with them. I enjoyed my meal quite a bit. On the way home, we ran into a storm close to Iowa City and driving west from Iowa City, we had to slow down, put the hazards on and we followed a semi for 20 or so miles, before we got to a lower level of rain, where the fastest setting could keep up at a higher speed. Eventually, we got to the point where the weather was no longer a concern. Then back to my right hand getting tired. I guess one doesn’t realize how often they switch hands, when driving.