I can even type at the computer!
I think this thumb business is hereditary. My mother has had both her thumbs repaired, and my maternal aunt has a painful thumb now. They both waited longer to have their thumbs fixed than I did. I didn't want to get to the point of it being incapacitating.
The pain isn't incapacitating. In fact, there's hardly any pain. It could be the Celebrex they gave me -- I have to take it for four more days -- that's keeping the pain at bay, but I did take an oxycontin this afternoon that I had on the shelf from a previous injury. The hard-core meds they gave me at the hospital cause various side-effects (in fact they gave me a pill to counteract one of the side effects of the pain pill), and thus I haven't been taking them. But I haven't really needed them. I think I would do okay with my hand even if I didn't have any pain medication. I think that's amazing. It could also be that I have a high tolerance for pain. When my mother had surgery on her thumbs, all she did was complain. I'm not like that. Apparently my grandmother had a high tolerance for pain. Maybe I inherited something good from my maternal line, in addition to the lousy stuff. But my grandma had Alzheimer's and I sure don't want to inherit that!
So the hand is doing well! The bandages come off Tuesday, but I still have to make sure I don't get the stitches wet. I'm seeing the hand doc on the 10th and then the stitches will come out!
I'm listening to Pandora Radio -- The Rolling Stones are singing "Angie." I love that song.
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