I'm telling you, I AM SOOOOOOO TEMPTED to cut this splint off my arm! But I'm trying to behave, so I won't--at least not today.
I'm feeling pretty normal again. (As normal as I ever get, anyway!) Yesterday I only took two Extra Strength Tylenol around mid-day and nothing today. I have no pain except where the splint rubs a bit on what I think is the incision, and that's more annoying than painful. Just about any way I can move my fingers and thumb feels fine, although I suppose the hand feels just slightly stiff at the limits of movement. And there are things I know I'm not supposed to do--like lift things--so I haven't. I'm really, really anxious to start physical therapy, because I think I'll be able to make a pretty quick recovery--if only I could start! But my next appointment isn't until Wednesday, so I have to be patient.
Today I tried driving, and I didn't have any problems except for snapping the seatbelt into place with this bulky splint. I managed though. Today was tea and embroidery with Gran at Bearpaws and Hollyhocks, and since I was totally and completely ready to get out and be around people again, I went and I had a good time. I even did a little stitching without any difficulty, although I thought I probably should take it easy, so I did.
That Halloween quilt I was piecing the other day? I have all the blocks made and I'm sewing rows of blocks now--I should have it done this weekend. I'm definitely going to need to enlist Hubby's help with some cutting so I'll have something else to do.
I'm not a very good patient, am I? I wish I COULD sit around and do nothing but heal and nap, but I'm just not that person. If I felt worse, I could, but I feel fine and my hand is mostly pain-free, so it's hard to do nothing. I thought it might be fun to go to a movie with Hubby--at least I'd be forced into inactivity for a couple hours--but since I can't lift anything, I can't load his wheelchair into the car and push him around, so that option is out.
I wish I could just push a button and fast forward to Wednesday when the splint will come off and I'll start physical therapy because I can hardly wait. In the meantime, I'll have to try to be the patient patient that I'm not. Do you have any "bad patient" experiences? I have a couple I'll tell you about in the next day or two.