So, to pick up where I’d left off in my last post, I had just gone out on short term disability in October, 2009. By that time, I had used up about 1/2 of my three months of STD for the year, and was expected to roll over into Long Term Disability by early December, which I did.
During the month of December, I saw two new doctors: Doctor Boulis, a highly recommended Neurosurgeon at Emory Hospital in Atlanta, Georgia, and another psychologist that specialized in pain management, Terry Orme. Suffice it to say, neither one of them was particularly helpful, and in fact managed to make the next month or so of my life a complete living hell.
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Chapter Two
Atlanta, GA – November 29th 1864
“Thanksgiving! An incredible notion. It is such a human-like concept: Celebrate family and friendship, even in the midst of tragedy and heartbreak,” The Doctor declared, twisting a knob on the TARDIS’s control panel while simultaneously pushing a level up with his right foot.
On the other side of the console, River Song adjusted the TARDIS’s telemetry slightly, and began pressing a series of blue buttons on the panel in front of her. “We’re going to have a Thanksgiving dinner are we then, Doctor? Turkey, stuffing, corn on the cob? You really must control these cravings of yours,” River said, smiling to herself as she pressed the last blue button.
The Doctor glanced up and grinned at River. “Nothing to be done about that, I’m afraid. Besides, this isn’t just any Thanksgiving. This is Thanksgiving in Atlanta, Nineteenth Century, well 1864 to be exact.”
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I haven’t been able to sleep in over 24 hours. Arm is pretty much useless at the moment, so blog updates will be slow coming until it stops hurting so bad. Typing with just my left hand is hard as hell.
For approximately three years, I have been in non-stop pain. It started off as dull ache in my right wrist, and slowly became sharper and hard to ignore. Finally giving in to the fact that it was not going to go away, I went to the doctor’s office and had it looked at.
The doctor, Duncan Wells out of Woodstock GA , took a look at it and diagnosed me with Cubital Tunnel Syndrome. After several different treatments, including Cortisone Injections, and a variety of different braces, he finally decided to do a nerve transposition surgery on the ulnar nerve.
So, in February, 2008, I went under the knife, and spent the next month recovering from the surgery. Fortunately, the pain in my wrist went away. Unfortunately, apparently my nervous system didn’t take too kindly to the surgery, and I began to develop new pain in the lower part of my forearm and elbow.
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