At my follow up with my surgeon, I mentioned my thumb was still hurting. What? I didn't mention the thumb before surgery? I guess I figured what's a thumb when your freakin' wrist is busted? Well, it turns out so was my thumb. Luckily, not so bad that it didn't heal just fine on its own. Actually, the surgeon said I'm probably lucky I never mentioned it because if he had known, he'd have immobilized me even more!
Instead, he's "letting me out of the gate." I can do pretty much anything I feel comfortable with and the more I use my hand, the better off I'll be. I know I can't safely ride my bike yet (I'm still not comfortable reaching for the brake or putting full weight on that hand), but I swam in the open water for the first time since the crash this weekend. Though I moved a bit slower than I usually would move at this time of year, I couldn't have been happier to be out there again.
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