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slept:4.5 weight:160lbs (injured)
In to Litchfield Hills surgical center to get my wrist fixed by Dr. Wisch, who turns out to be a neighbor. He lives about a mile and a half down Wright Rd. Apparently I've met him before, although I don't remember the occasion. A pretty efficient setup. After a bit of minimalist paperwork, they have me installed in a bed, putting in an IV line to sedate me, and then administering a nerve block. During the operation I'm awake enough to hear them talking, but not alert enough to know what they are saying. According to Rhonda, they put in a plate, some screws and a pin, but I wasn't part of that conversation, or at least I don't remember. They send me on my way by 10, and Rhonda installed me on the couch, with a book on the iPad for between bouts of dozing.
I also have a bunch of Dilaudid for pain, but no need to take it until the nerve block wears off, scheduled for a gradual return beginning in 12 or so hours. The nerve block is a strange experience. Absolutely no control over the arm, and no feeling. Also no sense of where it is, so it would not be a good idea to let it out of my sight, as in near the stove, or where the cat might chew on it. I have it in a sling, but I still have to hang onto it, because it can slip out. Because I am hanging onto it, I have a sense of the forearm being really heavy, but not a sense of it actually being attached to my body.
Around 4:30 or so, the first stirring of movement in my thumb and forefinger and I took the first of the Dilaudid. Too little too late, as the block wore all the way off within a few minutes, and there were a couple of tense hours with the pain until I got enough of the meds in me. But then it was ok. Also taking 600mg of vitamin I starting now and twice day, and stool softeners, as constipation has been a side effect of the pain meds since I started with percocet at the ER last week.