As I walked down the surgical hall to my appointed spot, I saw several procedures taking place in each windowed room along the way. Operating station No. 5 had a big 2x4ft. air filled plastic cushion waiting for me on my table to prop up my different parts. Although I don't remember, Allan tells me the surgery only took fifteen minutes. Directions were given while the tubes were being removed, not to do much for the rest of the day. Dad took the advice for himself and obeyed it literally. When I slept, he slept and so forth.
Looking at the 4x4 inch bruise on my left hand, it is easy to understand that it hurt as much as the surgical site. The nurse failed to compress the artery when the iv was pulled out. Blood coursed under the skin until we discovered it bulging 1 inch high on the back of my hand. After a week of sporting a big ace bandage half way up my arm, the dressings were removed to see this small incision with its dissolving stitches.
SUCCESS!! The thumb now moves as it should.
MORAL of the Story: Don't buy Christmas nuts for $1 per pound and shell them days on end for weeks, because they will end up costing you in the end $100 per lb.
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