Sounds you don’t want to hear at your surgeon’s office: an electric drill.
Not just a drill powering a bit pushing a screw through wood, but that screeching screw in a knot and the drill doesn’t have enough mustard to force it through sound of shrillness.
That was late today. One of the ortho’s assistants was impressed to note I was not in a brace, but it has been a while. She didn’t know the case. She did tell me to be careful climbing onto the examination bed, so maybe she did know the case.
Anyway, took another X-ray. The doctor asked me to raise my hand over my head, I can. He asked me to put my hand behind my head. I can. He said he was pleased with my progress and that I was making an excellent recovery.
I told him I’ve felt pretty good the last few days, at least when I don’t overdo it. I’m having muscle spasms, but we think that might be the driving.
He told me the pain will go away by Christmas.
In happier news, I work on a beautiful campus:
That’s A. Hamilton Reid Chapel, which I’ve posted here a few times before. It was built in the image of the first Baptist church built in the Americas which was, apparently, in Rhode Island. You can see the resemblance.
The coolest science video you’ll see today, where a Stanford scientist explains how his team’s research is besting steroid-enhanced performance.
“What we can do” he says in the video, “by extracting heat from one hand, is we can dramatically improve performance.”
So we’re all re-purposing our ice chests this weekend, right?
