"GENTLEMEN...WE HAVE THE TECHNOLOGY....WE CAN REBUILD HIM!" DBC Masters, remember that line from a seventies TV series? Steve Austin....
Well, Dr. Peterson and his crew did just that....they fixed me up right last wednesday afternoon. For dinner that eve, I was treated to a titanium plate, garnished with 7 titanium screws...So, at least I can say I got screwed 7 times in the period of two hrs! :-} BEAT THAT Boys! ;-} See today's X-ray below...I borrowed the X-ray film from the doc and scanned it...the scan didn't turn out great, but you will get the idea...turns out it was a tough job for the surgeon, as he had to whittle away at the bones to make a good fit because of the healing that had occurred from the past injury...
After the surgery, I was groggy and a bit dizzy, but was happily greeted by Robin and Steve N in the 'recovery room'....I don't know, but in my home town of Sebastopol, CA, that was the name of a local seedy bar! With the fine drugs they gave me, I suppose it was kinda similar! Was great to see Robin and Steve...familiar and smiling faces. Within 5 min of me 'waking up', the nurse handed me my bag of clothes, and said "go ahead and get dressed"! How's that for 'drive up medicine' in the 21st century! Robin took me home to his place, and I stayed for a couple of days to recover. Robin and his family were FANTASTIC!!!! I thank them so much for looking after me for the first couple of days! Thanks Robin...you're the best!
Spent the past week sponge bathing and keeping my wing protected under the 'dressing' that felt like a diaper over my right shoulder...happily, today I went in for my one-week post-op doc visit, and they removed the dressing, and the many staples that held the 5" incision together. The first reaction from the surgeon's PA was....awesome, that looks great! whew!!!! I was relieved! Hardly could tell I was cut into! There certainly will be a battle scar, which I will be able to tell stories about in the future.
Today, Dr. P asked if I was taking it easy and keeping my arm immobilized...I said, "well, yes...I've limited my training rides to only 20-25 miles per day......long pause....". I smiled and slapped Dr. P on the arm...."just kidding!" He looked at me with a quirky half-smile, and then configured his hand into the form of a pistol and fired it at me! "If I catch you on that bike....$%&*#!"...you get the idea!
The doc wants to see me again in three weeks....he's very conservative, and wants me in the arm sling until then...with some very gentle PT movements...perfectly fine with me...I want this to heal up nicely. I'm feelin good....and Lorne! I almost have as much titanium in me that you have in your bike!