*bounce bounce thud*
Well, this one was much easier. Turns out they did have to go in surgically, but it's not bad at all. Almost no pain at *all*, and my range of motion is *SO* much better, even with the latent soreness.
I've got another ice chiller, but this one doesn't have a pump, so it is much quieter, and untethered, hallelujah. Definitely a keeper piece of equipment.
No brace, came home in a paper sling, can already do yoga poses I couldn't do yesterday. :)
As for pain... almost nothing. Why? An infusion drip of mercaine directly into the surgical site via a thin catheter, by a dirt simple little *spring driven* pump called a Pain Care. It's a honking big thingamajig, compared to the insulin pumps I have more experience with... about 2.5x4x7 inches.
So between the direct mercaine into the tissues (*NOT* the nerves!), and the percoset (which I'm not even sure I need right now), I barely even have a throbbing. Very very cool.
The anesthesiologist was *very* nice today, and agreed that my electing to forego the nerve block was not only acceptable, but reasonable, and the right decision in her mind. We discussed the redhead propensity for anesthesia 'wackiness', and I found out that another bit of it is that we wake up... unpredictably. "What, we get belligerent?" "*laugh* Sometimes. Sometimes really really talkative, sometimes hallucinating, sometimes just waking up with a start." No word on how I woke up. :)
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ginkgo is attending to my every need, feeling quite good, and so DAMNED happy to have something resembling normal motion again. :)
I've got another ice chiller, but this one doesn't have a pump, so it is much quieter, and untethered, hallelujah. Definitely a keeper piece of equipment.
No brace, came home in a paper sling, can already do yoga poses I couldn't do yesterday. :)
As for pain... almost nothing. Why? An infusion drip of mercaine directly into the surgical site via a thin catheter, by a dirt simple little *spring driven* pump called a Pain Care. It's a honking big thingamajig, compared to the insulin pumps I have more experience with... about 2.5x4x7 inches.
So between the direct mercaine into the tissues (*NOT* the nerves!), and the percoset (which I'm not even sure I need right now), I barely even have a throbbing. Very very cool.
The anesthesiologist was *very* nice today, and agreed that my electing to forego the nerve block was not only acceptable, but reasonable, and the right decision in her mind. We discussed the redhead propensity for anesthesia 'wackiness', and I found out that another bit of it is that we wake up... unpredictably. "What, we get belligerent?" "*laugh* Sometimes. Sometimes really really talkative, sometimes hallucinating, sometimes just waking up with a start." No word on how I woke up. :)
So, home again,
ginkgo is attending to my every need, feeling quite good, and so DAMNED happy to have something resembling normal motion again. :)