Hooray! The Frankenstein-thingy is history. AND it was a totally routine, boring, run-of-the-mill, go-just-as-it-was-supposed-to procedure.
The procedure itself took about 10 minutes; the rest of the stuff took hours. We waited for an OR for quite a while, and then the anesthesiologist took time to get the nerve block done.
But Dr. Cuomo said A+ on the way the wrist healed; now Richard just has a tremendous amount of work to do with physical therapy. He's got almost no ability to bend his fingers right now, but the doctor feels that with a lot of hard work, he can overcome this. I think that he thought he'd be much better than this right after the apparatus came off, and I know that he's horribly frustrated, but all good things will come in time. Actually, we don't know how it's going to feel; the nerve block was supposed to last up to 12 hours, and I think he's going to have a significant amount of pain just from having the apparatus removed. Physical therapy starts Monday.
I took a picture of us while we were waiting in the hospital today; I'm really liking the picture, even though we took it just to be silly.