At least the fingers bend. And the weather didn’t require gloves – mostly.
Four days after my surgery, Larry had a corneal transplant. I drove sixty miles roundtrip with one hand. The worst part was trying to maneuver a wheelchair with him in it down a ramp and hearing the nurse’s voice in my head, “Make sure you don’t run into anything!”
He didn’t allow photos, so this is courtesy of webmd.
It’s been more than a month. Here’s why.
Details will follow. Fingers are now liberated, but typing remains painful, so entries will be short over the next weeks.