If you read my post from earlier today, then you already know my hand specialist/orthopedic surgeon cut off my cast.
No more man with hat.
This meant I had to schedule an appointment with the very amazing staff at The Institute for Hand and Upper Extremity Rehabilitation for a new cast.
This also meant I had to cancel my session with Andrew at Apex Training.
At the time I should have been sweating, the teenager and I were cruising down the highway.
The staff member who originally wrapped my finger anxiously stood by as a newer staff member removed the temporary splint.
“You look like you’re waiting for someone to open a present,” I said.
She was that excited to see how I was healing.
My finger is straight, which means the tendon is growing in the right direction. It does not have enough tissue to have any strength yet, so another cast was put on.
I was in and out in 15 minutes, including my trip to the bathroom.
In other news, our remaining two foster who needed shots made it to the vet today. While I was rocking temporary splints.
We also took one of our personal cats, Opie.
Louise did not stop yowling (video).