Wednesday, March 8, 2017
You take risks and you face the consequences. Tomorrow I am having surgery on my left wrist. It's going to be easy, an outpatient procedure to release the nerve. I have carpal tunnel syndrome in my left wrist. My right wrist suffered similarly but I had that one fixed up years ago. I wish it were from too much writing and too much composing on the computer. But it's not.
I broke my wrist roller skating. Actually I broke one wrist one year and the other wrist the very next year. Lucky for me, I healed and I still skate.
My surgeon rocks. He protected the joints when they broke, so the wrists didn't collapse. The only negative after healing has been the Carpal Tunnel and Dr. Daren is good at fixing that. He has a unique story.
He and a friend grew up in New York, attended Bronx Science, decided to become doctors, specialized in orthopedics and both moved to Florida. They came to work at the Jewett Orthopedic Clinic in Orlando. I first went to Jewett when was six years old for some neighborhood shenanigans that broke my right arm. Dr. Daren didn't work there then.
When I was six, my neighbor worked there, so that is where my parents took me when I broke my arm. Now I see different doctors there, but it's the same building, the same practice. I love that Dr. Daren and Dr. Mintzer grew up together, became doctors together and moved to Florida together. There story reminds me of The Pact and the importance of support and community.
Dr. Daren treated me when I broke my wrist roller skating. Today he reminded me that it wasn't just a few years ago. He fixed that wrist in 2011 (lest I forget that I'm actually older than I feel : )
I broke that wrist during the Hokey Pokey at the skating rink.
You take risks and you face the consequences. That break was only partially my fault though. I blame the little one that fell beside me putting her "left hip in and wiggling all about"-- she kicked my skate away as she fell. Of course, I stuck my hand out to break the fall.
Tomorrow's surgery will fix the nerve pain and the disrupted sleep issues and the numb fingers. Luckily, this time, it's my left hand. Luckily I have good insurance. I have support and someone to drive me. I have meals already made in the fridge and the house is relatively clean. Laundry's done. I can afford the surgical care and the day off. I am so thankful for that and for the idea that I will have a pain-free, get-back-to-work left hand in less than twenty-four hours.
I'll be back to school on Friday.