- My hand surgeon was less than enthusiastic about my suggestion that it might be easier to just take my finger off rather than fusing one of the knuckles.
- In my defense, I had already been given my pre-surgery meds and I was as high as a kite at the time.
- A nerve block that makes it so I not only can’t feel your entire right arm, but cannot even twitch my fingers is one of the oddest things I’ve ever experienced.
- Irish Woman is always watching out for me. She even took away my phone when my stoned self was looking to buy $1700 plane tickets to North Dakota.
- You know, if Boo’s out in the front yard and I’m in the basement, and I can hear him scream when he falls out of the tree swing, you know he hurt something really bad.
- Poor Irish Woman. She was just getting me to the point where I was semi-functional when Boo needed to be taken for X-rays. I’m just glad we stocked up on bourbon during our mini-vacation.
- Boo ended up with a broken foot, a set of crutches, and a bad attitude.
- He does, however, seem to enjoy the knee scooter the orthopedist rented to us so that he has a bit more mobility.
- Now to convince him that it’s not a skateboard.
- I’ve been trying to write, I really have. But typing when you don’t have use of one of your index fingers is really, really hard.
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Posted by daddybear71 on August 12, 2019
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DaddyBear
OldNFO
/ August 13, 2019Hang in there DB. Things WILL get back to normal!
daddybear71
/ September 1, 2019Well, I can type again, which is nice
Peter Grant
/ August 13, 2019Now, if you’d made your surgeon operate using your Damascus steel dagger instead of a scalpel, that would have been really hard-core . . .
daddybear71
/ September 1, 2019I have other plans for that dagger. It’s going to look great on a book cover.