Corina asked "are you ready for the 'grand unveiling?'"
After ten days in those bandages with a useless club for a hand I was definitely ready. "Yes." And a minute later it was unveiled. What I found was a series of pleasant surprises:
- The incision was pretty small. I will never know how he managed to get in there with the pin, k-wire, screw, and a cordless drill. I suspect there was some stretching involved.
- The screw placement is pretty good on the x-ray, right through the core of the navicular.
- I can now wash my right hand.
- I am back in the custom spica splint, but four times a day I take it off and do some therapy. Nothing terribly ambitious - wrist bends and touching my thumb to my pinkie - but at least now I can do something.
Both sobering and inspiring.
"If you're lucky enough to be in the mountains, you're lucky enough."