![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Boggling Your Surgeon
Jan. 4th, 2005 11:32 pmI made my surgeon's jaw drop today.
In a good way.
I had my second post-surgical visit with him, in which my arm was X-rayed again. When he came in to see the pictures and me, I was sitting at the desk with my hands together, palm to palm, pointing up with both fore-arms on the desk.
When he parsed that pose, he boggled. Flabbergasted.
As I well know, I wasn't expected to be able to do that for another four weeks.
Now if only I could flex that wrist, I'd have full motion, and I could get to work on strengthening the fool thing.
In a good way.
I had my second post-surgical visit with him, in which my arm was X-rayed again. When he came in to see the pictures and me, I was sitting at the desk with my hands together, palm to palm, pointing up with both fore-arms on the desk.
When he parsed that pose, he boggled. Flabbergasted.
As I well know, I wasn't expected to be able to do that for another four weeks.
Now if only I could flex that wrist, I'd have full motion, and I could get to work on strengthening the fool thing.
