Tuesday, I went to see Barry, my physician's assistant who has been watching over me for the most part during my broken and now mostly healed wrist. He has been great. I cannot say the same for all of the staff in that office. When I arrived, he asked me how it was going. I said, "good and bad". Just the day before, my physical therapist said that she cannot diagnose me per se, but I was showing signs of tendintis in my wrist where my thumb joins. Barry indeed confirmed that, but does not want to put me in another restricting splint since I was just in a cast for about five weeks. News to me, that tendinitis can happen as a one time event if the event is bad enough. Well, I guess a blow that causes a broken bone would be something bad enough.
So now it is additional and different physical therapy. If that does not help, likely a cortisone injection (icky!). Also, this means back to work. Barry wanted to send me to full time light duty work, but both I and my physical therapist think that is not wise, especially with this new discovery of tendinitis. So I will be returning to part time light duty work on Monday. I am looking forward to getting back into a more daily routine and to see some of my work people and do something outside of the house. I am sure K is ecstatic (even if she is only celebrating internally). :)