Five screws and a “T” shaped plate later, I was in recovery.The doctor said the surgery went well. I wasn’t sure. I was trying to control my arm.
Clunk! My heavily casted hand fell on my head of its own volition. Powerful medication had been put into my arm during surgery so that the pain and everything else would be absent from my arm. Whoa! My arm shot off in a strange direction. Catch it! I think I would prefer the pain. Either way I cannot sleep.
Twelve hours later things have calmed down but I need a rest.
Thank you all for your concern and good wishes. Denny is already planning our return to the boat. I am not sure when I will be able to do likewise .
Denny reduced to cooking if he wants to eat. He has been doing a little laundry too. No wonder he wants to hurry back to the boat.