Well, I finally got the Doctor to listen to me when I said “My wrist really hurts”, and they sent me to a hand specialist (his full title is “Chief, Hand Division, Director, Hand and Upper Extremity Center, Director, Orthopedic Residency Program”, so ya know he’s good). He sent me for an MRI, which was my first time being slid into a tube who’s sole purpose is to zap me with electric fields while making me as claustrohopbic as possible. They said to keep still, but damn…there’s really not much place to go :-) Got yelled at for the metal rivets in my jeans shutting the thing off, got yelled at for moving, did my best to keep the wrist still (which made fire shoot out of it), got slid out again and sent home.
Went back to Dr. Hand, and got yelled at by his residents for moving during the MRI…Guess I moved my wrist so much a non-expert couldn’t see anything on the MRI. Which is why I went to the expert, not the residents, right? He took a look at the films, took a couple more squeezes of my wrist and said, “It’s intersection syndrome*. Well, we can do nothing, which probably won’t help, another cortisone shot, which stopped helping you, more physical therapy which hurt you more, or we can ‘do something’, which probably will help you.” So I picked door number 4.
(* Intersection Syndrome = Tendons have a slippery sheath around them so they glide over each other. The place where my finger-pulling tendons cross with my thumb-pulling tendons intersect has a problem…the sheaths lost their slippery-ness, inflammed, and eventually fused…known in medical circles as “an owie”.)
On August 27 I’m going under the knife for Intersection Syndrome Surgery…he’s making a small incision about three inches bleow my wrist and removing the inflammed and fused sheaths…closing me up and sending me home. Recovery time seems to be about 6 weeks or so of pain and tenderness from what I’m reading (thank god for the intrawebs), and (cuz I’m an optimist) I plan on playing shows again by the end of the year.
I did try the old vaudeville joke of “Will I ever play the guitar again?” “Of course you will” “Good, cuz I couldn’t before!”, but he’s heard it more times than Groucho told it and instead of “Of course you will”, came back with “Do you play it now?”……Doctors, no sense of humour …..
So, when ya see me around next month…say hi, and give me time to answer…I’ll be doing everything one-handed for a while.
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