Well, I had an appointment with my favorite doc, my orthopedic surgeon back in McKinney. I was told at the clinic to get an orthopedic review, and since I really trust my doc, I snagged a visit for this morning, driving 90 miles for the pleasure.
I brought my xrays with me, and the look of disappointment on Doc's face when I explained how the broken finger occurred was totally worth the drive! He was expecting something far more dramatic from me, than getting it snagged in a dog's collar!
Still, I did cring a little when the first word out of his mouth, as he saw the breaks, was "Damn!" I thought for sure it meant surgery would be necessary, However, he studied the pics, and examined the hand, and determined it was set rather well , and that if the fragments didn't shift, I would be able to just let it heal. Yay!
He did recommend a taco-splint to provide better support, and fitted me with one. It's kind of bulky, and hot, but nothing hurts now when I bang into something.
It's my Mad Dog Mattis knifehand now!
I go back for new xrays Wednesday to see how it is healing, and to see if it shifted at all.
Wearing that Mit well! Mr Krabs ain't got nothing on you! :D
ReplyDeleteBrilliant! I like how you take care of yourself.
ReplyDeleteHappy (rapid) healing.
BreakSSS? As in plural? YEOUCH! You sure know how to do things right, doncha? Praying you heal quickly, whole and well.
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