And the stitches are out. I do NOT do stitches. After the tech had removed them (and left the room), I got very light-headed and nauseous. I put my head between my legs for a bit, then laid down for a few minutes until the doc came in. Glad I didn't throw up or faint!
With all of the surgeries my sweet son has had to endure, it's almost always steri-strips, not stitches and for that I'm eternally grateful. He's had a stitch or two holding a picc line in, but that's about it. And I can't believe he's been such a great kid during all he's been through. He had a good part of a lung removed when he was 12! (He's 19yo now.) I feel like a total baby! This hurts! Can't bend my wrist forward, but back and side to side is OK. Feels so awesome to be free of the heavy splint. And we got back on the dance floor tonight. I wore a removable brace, which I've been doing for quite a while, actually.
The doctor told me I could lift up to 5lb weights while using the brace, so I'm happy. I didn't want to go another 4 weeks without lifting weights. I'm going to start my exercise schedule on Monday with weights and walking. I've been doing abs stuff on the stability ball the past week.