When I got up this morning my arm hurt like the dickens. That dull ache that I get when I use it too much these days. And my right knee was slightly swollen from doing all that running around last night. I figured that was coming.
Had an appointment with the doctor this morning. Actually, the Nurse Practitioner who works for the surgeon whom I haven't met yet. Filled out some forms and answered alot of questions. She tweaked and pulled on my arm and there was alot of "Does it hurt when I do this?"
The answer was usually "Yes!"
They took x-rays and I got a neural pathways (?) test. She stuck some electrodes to my arm and fingers in different spots and made my fingers jump like a frogs leg in a skillet. I don't know what it was supposed to show but the look on her face was promising.
I have an appointment on Thursday afternoon to have an MRI done on my arm and then on the 19th I go back and might actually get to meet the doctor himself. I'm hoping that something can be done to fix this and I'm really hoping that the recovery time is going to be fairly short.
Okay, I know I'm probably fooling myself, but I can still hope.
So they put me on 9 yard when I came in today. I wasn't too thrilled, as my knee was achy but I had wrapped it up good in an ace bandage before I left home and that helped. That yard can all be watched from one location, which is good. I could sit in the shack and keep an eye on everything.
Had to sit in the shack with the door and windows open in the heat because there's some mildew in the a/c unit and it reeks to high heaven when you turn it on. Ack!!!
Luckily we had a good night down there and none of the wobbleheads got stupid. They didn't make me run or even walk at a fast pace. Not once.
But even with the achy knee and the sweltering heat I was pretty happy that I wasn't down in the Hive. The radio traffic was all calling the Sarge to this wing or that and calls to the zone lieutenant and the captain.... It sounded like the snapheads down there were still playing their games. I guess since some of the biggest snapheads went on suicide watch the rest of their little buddies did the same thing to get in the same wing with them.
It's too bad our old Pshrink isn't here anymore. If he heard that someone was playing the suicide watch game to get a cell move or something he would leave them on watch for a whole week. That usually stopped that game in it's tracks for quite some time.
Alas, things aren't like they used to be. It's just not as fun down there any more.
Wednesday (comm room!) will be Teacher's Day and National Applesauce Cake Day. That just sounds yummy. Never had any but it sounds good. It will also be Take Your Webmaster To Lunch Day. That's a new one on me. Take him out for some applesauce cake!
Oh snap! I almost forgot I wanted to leave you with a link to the song that has been stuck in my head all week. Sons and Daughters by the Decemberists. Give it a listen!
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