The Arm...

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Just got back from the hospital, where I saw, not my surgeon, but a replacement, who seemed a little unsure what to do with me, and told me to come back to see my real surgeon (Dr. Pollock) next week. I have a new (optional) brace, and instructions to do my exercises all the time because, said Dr. Werier, this is my big chance to have a mobile and functional arm again. "Do them while watching the World Cup," he said.

Okay. Right. I've been stretching fingers all morning - which is all I can do without taking off the brace. I have more physiotherapy coming up this afternoon.

I asked what my prosthesis is made of: Dr. Werier said it was a cobalt-chromium-molybdenum-plastic alloy. Cool.

He and the technicians all said my arm was healing very well - wonderful! I can't tell. I can barely move my fingers or my elbow, though the appalling hand-swelling is going down. But the x-ray knows all. Luckily, I got my x-rays done early in the morning, because we got there early, thanks to Sheila's wisdom and experience in the ways of hospitals. Immediately after that, the x-ray computers went on the fritz, and until they could be fixed by the IT team, everyone's appointment was on hold. Then during my forty-minute appointment, they lost my chart three times. Perhaps it's the heat?

After the hospital, Sheila and I went for brunch at Denny's - I had their "Ultimate Sizzler" for a change - I usually have a Grand Slam. And coffee. I rarely have coffee these days - it was delicious. We wanted to go to KS, newly at South Keys, but they weren't open. Does the new KS no longer do breakfasts?

Then we went to Dollarama, for supplies for Sunday's Apaplexy picnic.