Now this is just embarassing

Okay this appears to be a story line I can't get away from. Last Tuesday I had surgery to set the 2nd thru 4th metacarpal bones in my left hand. There was quite a bit of hope that a "closed procedure" could be used and they wouldn't have to open me up. Not my luck. My hand in now held together by a combination of titanium screws and plates. After the surgery we told the boys that they had to put wires and metal in my hand. They now think I have a robotic hand like Luke Skywalker. Which would have been cool beacuse the whole universe would tremble under the power of the dark side.


I hope to have post op x rays soon.

How about a hand

I wish I had a cool story to go a long with this like I was rescuing a baby panda cub from an apartment fire, but I don't. This is what happens when you unload your 700lb quad from the back of your truck the "wrong" way.

I broke the first three metacarpals on my left hand. The ER doc told me for braking my first bone, I picked some good ones. I did break my big toe once but that really doesn't count. They gave me a band aid and told me to come back in six weeks. I didn't go back.


Today I am going in to see an orthopedic surgeon to see if they have to pin this hamburger patty back together again. Wish me luck or pray for me, whatever your faith or conscience leads you to.

I have learned a few things from all of this.

• Always make sure the winch cable is securely attached.
• Vicodin and Comedy Central is better than chocolate and peanut butter.
• It is more manly to tell the nurse that you "passed out" rather than "I fainted"
• A blow to the back of your head can affect your short term memory.
• Always make sure the winch cable is securely attached.