Who needs two hands anyways?

  Just got home from my doctor's appointment. New (to me) doctor, new office... nice place (If I do say so myself) Great staff, very friendly and helpful. Dr. Yamamoto (no joke) got my vote right off, since we're both cack-handed. So he takes a look at my wrist, attempts to move my hand around (yeah, no I don't think so) and says "Looks like a pretty good cyst there. You're going to want to excise that one. Oooooook. Can you do that here, what does that entail? I ask starting to breathe rather shallowly. Oh no, says he, you'll want Dr. Gabriel for this job; he's a hand surgeon. I'll give you a referral.

(that pause.... that was me dying a little inside)

Oh.. ok. Is this pretty serious then?

Well (he smiles) a little, you see... the cyst has developed roots that go under your tendons... to remove it he'll have to open up your hand and get up under your bones and tendons to get it all.

(this pause.... that was me trying not to throw up on the new doctor)

Sigh ... ok, so what do I do now?

Now, you wait until his staff calls you to make an appointment. Here's a RX for Naproxen... should last two weeks, by then you'll have heard from them and you can go see him for a consult.


Now I'm at home with my head spinning and I'm starting to get scared. Yes, I'm happy I have an idea now, but that's about all I'm happy about. So now I get to spend then next two weeks (or until they call me) with my hand wrapped up in an ace bandage (drs orders) and taking naproxen twice a day.

Tell me you've had a better day?

Can I get a "Whoop Whoop"!?!

Ok, so!! It's been a few days since my last post. I accept your forgiveness. For you, I give a quick update.
My wrist is no better, and my mood is getting worse. Not only can I barely type, but now my internet is acting sketchy (don'tcha just love it when it all comes together?) My typing has become single-handed, and by that I mean left-handed, fore-fingered, and ssssllloooooowwww. Moving the mouse and clicking the button has become so dreadful that I start to shake when I think about getting online. Now, because of this, and the fact that I can no longer crochet, pick up anything with my right hand, do my own hair/dishes/laundry/etc, or work on my farmville plantation... I've become a bit, shall we say - moody. In other words I've devolved into a ginormous bitch. I'm cranky, bored and cynical.

However!! I'm blessed beyond all measure in that A. I have a very loving and understand husband, B. My friends have either been there and empathize (or seem to be unavailable when I call) and C. I've finally got a doctor's appointment on Tuesday. sqweee

P.S. Church is having an "after Christmas" party tonight. Hopefully, I'll be longing to tell you all about it! Ciao!
~M