Typing with one hand is incredibly frustrating.

However, one of my homework assignments for Friday’s follow-up dr. visit is to flex and release the fingers on my left hand. Right now, my fingers hurt terribly since my wrist area and fingers are so swollen. It’s like having painful little Vienna sausages as fingers. My sister suggested that I consider it practice for waving like a princess; “but I’m not a princess,” I replied.

“Yes, you are. You’re Princess Vienna Sausage Fingers.” And then she kissed the icepack I have over my fingers.

Overall, I’m doing ok now. The surgery itself took longer than my surgeon expected (2 hours versus his original estimate of one hour) since they had to “finesse it a bit” and realign tendons and stuff so my wrist can heal nicely.

I also ended up staying in the hospital overnight since I had some pretty bad after-effects from the anesthesia (I couldn’t keep anything - water, Saltine, painkiller - down.) I got two intravenous anti-nausea meds, then an anti-nausea shot in my arm and another shot that had to be administered into a muscle (my gluteus maximus in this case) and an anti-nausea patch behind my ear. I got home at 1 in the afternoon Saturday and was finally able to eat and drink.

The pain in my wrist is pretty bad whenever I move that arm (I’m in a cast up to my elbow) but the Percocet helps a little with that. I’ve got more than enough pillows to support it and keep it above my heart, so that’s precisely what I’m trying to do. I’ve been sleeping a lot, and drinking lots of fluids since Percocet tends to dehydrate me.

I was also painfully dehydrated after anesthesia, but I couldn’t drink, so that sucked. I was intubated during the surgery, but didn’t get a sore throat.

Right now, I’m going to get into bed and read. I’ve been too dizzy and sleepy to do much of that, but I’ve decided to stop the Percocet and use Motrin instead since the pain isn’t quite as severe.

Theresa & Kofi came by yesterday to visit and we watched several episodes of “House” together, which was fun. They also brought me a feel better basket containing three types of tea, a vampire novel, a pincushion plant, a beanie-baby ghost named Ghoulianna and leaves from outside. My brother actually brought me a bouquet of flowers and my other brother and his girlfriend brought me lunch from Boston Market yesterday (because comfort foods rock.)

Now I’m feeling dizzy; time to lie down.