Sydney was sound asleep when I woke for my 0330 alarm. When I got home from the hospital he was amazed at my surgically wrapped Popeye muscle sized hand. He is the loving empathetic son to me that doesn't often go beyond the boundaries of our house and even those times can be sporadic. He wants to help, he wants the approval of others because his illness doesn't allow for many friends, if any. By keeping him somewhat isolated from the public I'm protecting his fragile ego that has shown tenancies for suicide because of rejection from others. I also feel that he could hurt others from the bullies pushing him over the edge and causing great harm to others. I could say that he is a threat to me, but he is not, even after he pulled out a machete from me yelling at him then pushing him back one time. I was furious at him and never"felt" in danger. I cry for him and the rejection that ignorant people have towards the Autism Spectrum Disorders (ASD). Just as "senility" was labeled in past times to elderly people who probably had Alzheimer disease or Parkinson's, maybe in another 20 years everyone will know the devastating affects and effects this disease has on the inflicted, their families, and the outside world in which they try so desperately to fit in.
I drove to Colt and met Jim and let him drive. He had a large cup of coffee that had my mouth watering, so I just turned up the XM Love songs station and sang most of the way there to Jonesboro. I got checked in @ 0545 for my 0600 check in time (I am never the one to be late for appointments).
The outpatient surgery center was a well oiled, friendly staff, who were ready to start their day. After the lets play 100 questions game with each person who walked into my staging curtained partition, Dr Li showed up all cheery in street clothes and drew all over my hand. I was having OPEN carpal tunnel release this is a good video of 5 minutes long to see what is done
and she took the surgical marker and drew her landmarks that lined up half way through my palm from the ring finger to my wrist, roughly 2 1/2-3" long. She said she was going to use dissoluble sutures, steri-strips, and skin glue for closure. Fine by me, Can I get a side order of liposuction on my inner thighs too?
Where's my coffee?
Here comes anesthesiology and pushes his magic through the port, I made it about 30 seconds before La La land kicked in.
I woke with a gal getting my BP, and 02 sat, (oxygen level with finger monitor for you non-medical people) and felt some pain in my palm but immediately was tickled happy that the sharp pain in my thumb was gone!!! I begin to wiggle my numb fingers and felt the pain down through the ring finger palm where Dr Li drew her hangman stick figures earlier. I asked her how it looked and she said that it was really tight in there and was a mess but all went well. I am to keep bandages on 24/7 for 10 days, take my T3 (Tylenol 3 with Codeine) if needed an she gave me a return check up date. I asked when the other one could be done and she said in a month. After all I wasn't going to get my neck fusion done for at least 2 months.
I was wheeled down to the car where Jim was waiting with VERY EXPLICIT directions to go to Kum & Go up the street for my coffee extraordinaire concoction of:1/2 cup Mocha Charger topped with 1/4 house coffee, topped with 1/4 whipped cream and a long shot of raspberry flavoring. When I gave up smoking I packed on 30#, good thing there are no Kum & Go's by my place for an hour! I slept with a round towel under my neck and the seat back all the way back to Colt. He went home and I drove myself back home. I was awake for an hour, took a T3 and slept 10 hours. It's time for a pain pill and off to bed again.
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