Today I went to our hospital to get the real cast on my wrist instead of the temporary one. I walked into the room and instead of getting x-rays first, the doctor started putting a plaster cast right over the temporary one. It seems he was a bit frightened to remove the first one in case the bones slipped out of place. Then, shock of shocks he mentioned wanting me to see an orthopedic surgeon.
I left the hospital with visions of screws and pins holding my wrist together. Also wondering when I was actually going to see said specialist.
Imagine my surprise when I got a phone call from the hospital 6 hours later asking me to come back in as the specialist would like to see me.
Back to the hospital through the heavy wet snow, into the x-ray room immediately, then a short wait while the doctor was with another patient. Soon I was gazing at two sets of films. One showing exactly how much of a mess I made of my wrist (and it was really bad) and the other set showed what a good job the original doctor did in getting everything back together.
So unless I do something very stupid, there should be no need for surgery. I do need to phone the specialists office tomorrow to set up an appointment for the next time he is in town. Just wants to check and make sure things are still healing like they should.
Everyone have a wonderful evening.