Last Monday I finally had an appointment with an orthopedic wrist specialist about my right wrist. It has been bothering me since sometime in April and still hasn’t healed all the way. He spent a few minutes poking, twisting and squeezing my wrist and then ordered x-rays. After reviewing those, he decided an MRI was in order, so I did that on Friday. This was the first that I have had an MRI, so I wasn’t sure what to expect. The line of questioning from the nurse prior to it made me a little more nervous, but I guess they have to make sure that you don't have any metal parts inside before sticking you in the machine.
While the experience wasn’t horrible, laying completely still for 40 minutes inside a noisy box, part of which is only a few inches away from your nose, is harder than you might think. In fact, I am pretty sure that I have never been that still for that long… EVER. Even when I’m sick as a dog I’m still fidgeting with things, so I had to constantly remind myself not to move. Making things even worse was the fact that I had no idea how much time had passed or how much longer I had to go. I was very happy when the technician finally came in and said that I was done. I’ll be happy if I never have to do that again.
The CFO travelled to Virginia for a long weekend, so that
she could attend two wedding showers for her brother + fiance. That left me home alone again to do as I
pleased, so I did some yard work (yes, the Dr. said it was OK as long as I
didn’t do anything too crazy), watched some movies and went on a long bike
ride. I watched 3 movies over the
weekend: Star Trek, Gangster Squad and A Good Day to Die Hard. Out of the 3, Gangster Squad is the only one
that I would recommend watching if you haven’t seen it.
As is tradition, when the CFO goes out of town, I cook things that she doesn't like to eat. I threw the smoker box full of wood chips onto my grill and slow cooked some tasty honey garlic wings. They were damn good if I do say so myself.
On Sunday morning, I went for a bike ride with one of the
CFO’s co-worker’s husbands. He rides a
lot and every time that we see each other at a social function, we say that we
should go for a ride… and then we never do.
This time, we finally did. We
ended up doing a 36 mile ride, riding down to a small state park and then taking a longer route back to my house. I haven’t ridden that far in probably 10+ years, so I was happy that I made it. I definitely felt
it at spin class on Monday morning, though.
The CFO is sad that her summer is over… but, unfortunately for
her, she won’t get any pity from me. I
just laugh when she says, “I don’t feel like I even got a break this summer.” I try to be a supportive husband, but this is
where I draw the line.
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