On Friday and Saturday I woke up with a sour stomach and light head. I suspected that my rotating diet of pain killers was the cause so I quit taking them. I took an anti-nausea pill that the surgeon prescribed and it worked okay. Since then I’ve done nothing for my hand and wrist other than wrap it up with an ice bag.
The hand seems to be working fine except when I try to lift things or twist them. Both these movements are painful. Hopefully this is temporary. There is no sign of bruising now and the incision seems to be all but healed. Tomorrow morning I go to the doctor to have the stitches removed and to get my instructions for further recovery.
As luck, good and bad, would have it, we’re getting a snow storm tomorrow afternoon. That means I won’t be tempted to ride an upright bike until Saturday at the earliest. This will allow more time for recovery. The bad part is that riding my recumbent in the basement is sooo boooring. It also means that I probably won’t be of much use for storm clean up unless the doctor says otherwise. So far my recovery has been exactly as he said it would be so he’s the boss.
No longer having pain killers in my system I could drink beer at yesterday’s Super Bowl party. (Baseball season can’t get here soon enough!) I didn’t intend to do dry January but that’s the way things worked out. I should be dry again or nearly so for another month or two.
Off to the basement for two hours of reading and riding….
A Few Spokes Shy of a Wheel 