Wrist update, Rip Van Winkle, Line Dancing and Unbearable Cuteness!
Rip Van Winkle am I
Yoda, I am too, evidently. Hmm… Say I. Difficult to stop, it is. Save me, somebody must.
This week I have slept more than I have ever slept before in my entire life. Which really really sucks because I really was planning on doing other non-physical things while my wrist has me out of commission. Nope. Some much for best laid plans.
Wed and Thursday, I literally slept about 35-40 of the 48 hours in those two days. I’d wake up for a bit, then WHAMO! Snnnnzzzzzz. Wake up and WHAM! Snnnnnnzzzzzzz Wake up for a….Snnnzzzzz
Get the picture? I am so TIRED of sleeping!!!!!!!!!!! In fact, I just woke up from a three hour nap. I know that on this one that I should be listening to my body. I’m guessing here that energy is being diverted to the healing process but come on! Beginning tomorrow I’m going to force myself to try and get back to a more normal sleep pattern. Wish me luck!
The short version is that it is getting better but not as quickly as I would like. It has been 4 and a half days since I saw the doc and he says I’m on schedule. GROSS PHOTO warning… click on the image for a close up only if you like scars and dried flaking surgical glue… You’ve been warned. 😉
He gave me a couple of therapy things to do which I’ve been doing faithfully: Read the rest of this entry