The Cyst(ish) Removal

The last five years or so I thought I had a Ganglion Cyst in my wrist.

Emphasis on *thought*

I had gone to the doctor about 4 years ago and had a cortisone shot  put in it, thinking this would ease the pain and make it disappear.  It did nothing.

When I moved to the Provo Campus I had two of my coworkers try the "Bible Method", which is where they just smack it with a heavy book. All I got out of that was a bruised wrist. (Before you say, "DUH!!"--Just know that my oldest sister had a cyst grow back and her husband hit it and it DID go away!...Just saying...)

So as of January 1, 2013 I officially went back on my parent's amazing insurance and scheduled an appointment with a hand doctor. He checked it out, confirmed it was a Ganglion Cyst, and scheduled me for surgery on January 15th.

Here you can see the bulge at the top of my wrist where it bends.

Pre-Op! (Please notice the sexy socks)

And this is what I woke up to!

After they woke me up the nurse told me that it turns out I didn't have a cyst, but an EXTRA MUSCLE in my wrist.

Yes. That's right. 

EXTRA MUSCLE.

The doctor later said that the reason I was having pain when I would bend my wrist is the random muscle was located between some of my nerves and such. He said it didn't really control anything, aside from a little movement of my middle finger. So he cut it on out!

Normal, right?

I had to be to the hospital at 7 am so Bryant was able to drop me off before class, then he came and picked me up around 9:45 am. He took me across the street to Kneaders and we took some French Toast home and chilled out together.

Edgar came and "cuddled" with me for a while.

(Or tried to kill me while I slept. However you decide to see it)

The next few days held lots of swelling for my poor, fat little sausage fingers. I couldn't wear my wedding ring for a few days.

After the swelling went down I had some lovely bruising to go along with it.

It felt like forever, but after 10 days of having my hand constantly wrapped up, I went in to get my stitches out.

I swear my skin doesn't look this nasty! The band-aids really rip your skin up!

And now I have this beautiful scar! Tonight is the first time I've really tried to bend my hand pretty far. It hurts quite a bit, but I guess that's normal for the next few months.

Thanks to everyone who showed so much concern over my lame little wrist. You guys are the best! :)