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June 13, 2007
Itchy Stitches Be Gone!
The highlight of my day BY FAR was the fact that I finally got rid of my nasty, crusty, itchy stitches! Yipppeeee!!!
I was determined to find someone at work today that would take them out. I just couldn't take it any more. I want to wash my hair with no worries of ripping part of my scalp off! So I set out with a new list of clinicians that I was going to ask. My main problem last week was that a whole new set of trauma residents showed up in the trauma unit just when I needed someone familiar. I didn't want to ask some random resident (or worse yet medical student) for fear that they would think ALL dietitians are as strange as I am. So I needed some time to befriend the new residents.
But first I started with some nurse practitioners. I hit gold with the very first one I asked! She took one look at the sutures in my eyelid and said "yep, those need to come out". So she told me she would page me when she had time.
Around 2 pm I get the call. I run to the floor she's on and meet her at her office where she is waiting with suture removal kit in hand. My excitement cannot be contained. She sits me down and gets ready and then says "this may hurt a little - I'll try not to pull too hard." I think those are the last words I remember before the pain shoots through my skull. Holy. Crap. What the heck just happened?! It's about this time that I recall that when the sutures were put in place I had not only some local lidocaine action but I also had a little IV morphine on board. Not so this time. I could have really used it. Long story short she got them all out but I was pretty sure I was going to need some new stitches in my lip where I had just chewed a new hole. Yikes!
Regardless I think my quality of life has just improved 10-fold. I really, really hated those stitches. :) I don't even care about the fact that I'm likely going to have a scar on my eyebrow now. She told me it would probably fade some but that it likely won't fully go away. Oh well. Battle scars I suppose.
ANYWAY - this morning I went to the pool and swam 3000 yds, a little bit more of a legitimate workout than Monday's 1500.
AM swim workout:
3000 yds total
wu: 500 easy, 6x50 on 1
ms: 3x(2x300) first set on 5, 2nd set on 4:45, 3rd set on 4:30
cd: 200 kick, 200 easy
This was nothing fast or particularly hard but I wanted to get a little more distance in. My ribs are still sore but not worse than before, even though I doubled the distance.
When I got home from work I hopped on my trainer for 30 easy minutes. My left hamstring had tightened up pretty significantly throughout the day which I'm attributing to yesterday's run. The spinning helped to loosen me up. I'm not sure if running is such a great idea tomorrow though. I'm waiting to see what my coach thinks and also how I feel in the morning but my planned run for tomorrow might turn into a pool run instead. We shall see.
Hope everyone has a great night!
Posted by beth at June 13, 2007 7:44 PM
Comments
... some ancient musical inspiratiopn for you... glad to see getting better :-)
Ever since I was a young boy
I've played the silver ball
From Soho down to Brighton
I must have played them all
But I ain't seen nothing like him
In any amusement hall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
He stands like a statue
Becomes part of the machine
Feeling all the bumpers
Always playing clean
He plays by intuition
The digit counters fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
He's a pinball wizard
There's got to be a twist
A pinball wizard
He's got such a supple wrist
How do you think he does it?
(I don't know)
What makes him so good?
He ain't got no distractions
Can't hear those buzzers and bells
Don't see lights a flashin'
Plays by sense of smell
Always gets a replay
Never tilts at all
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
I thought I was
The Bally table king
But I just handed
My pinball crown to him
Even on my usual table
He can beat my best
His disciples lead him in
And he just does the rest
He's got crazy flipper fingers
Never seen him fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
Posted by: corrado giambalvo at June 14, 2007 1:21 PM