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Authentic support

Authentic support minus plaster paris

Today I got my cast. First one in my life. Expecting to be in the Doc’s office for awhile while they mixed, poured and formed my authentic cast, I was surprised. Support: In and out in 30 minutes. It took longer to remove the stitches than it did to make my cast!

I chose a dark blue variety, in honor of a co-worker. It comes like a roll of gauze the nurse called “fiberglass”. She put a protective sock on, then cotton to pad, first round of fiberglass gauze was white. The second round was the one with the color. She then formed and rubbed the layers, at one point wetting her hands with continued rubbing, then wah-lah I’m in my new cast!

I had twenty plus stitches in my arm at the actual surgery site, another stitch on the top of my wrist where the scope went through and about six more stitches at the site of the carpel tunnel repair site. They looked awful to me but was beautiful to the professionals. Both nurses said it looked amazing. Do you suppose they say that to all the patients? 😜

Support for a month

I thought I would be wearing this cast for three months, but as it turns out I will be back to see the Doc in one month for x-rays. If all goes well I could get a custom removable splint/cast. He gave me the option today but hubby and I both agreed I am to much of a bumble ass. I want this all to go well.

When my first support was removed it felt so odd! Liberating but terrible; light but achie; free but sensitive. The aching started small but then begin to build. I felt like I was doing something I wasn’t supposed to be doing when walking to the cast room. The lack of support for my arm was just to weird. They told me some people get nauseous and woozy. I’m not that way, but I can definitely see why a person would be.

Two down, one to go – I hope!

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