Marbles & Jacks

Happy February, y’all!

You may have been wondering what I’ve been up to since I haven’t written in a while.  (But you probably have more important stuff to think about).

Last week I spent a beautiful morning here.

operating room

I’ve had pain in my wrist for over a year.  After a bunch of bouncing around from doctor to doctor I wound up in surgery with the help of these.


My doctor opened my wrist to see what was in there besides all the spaghetti and wiring that’s supposed to be there.  I was eager to know what all he found to take out  and what was causing my pain.

Question: Why does your doctor choose to tell you what happened while you’re still groggy from the anesthesia?  I think he said “marbles and jacks” but now I have my doubts….

The cast comes off and the stitches will be removed next week.  I plan to get some clarification on what all went down then.  Meanwhile, I look like this.

arm cast (1)

And my arm feels like it’s been run over by this.

big tractor

The art of medicine consists in amusing the patient while nature cures the disease.   –Voltaire


  1. Sorry to hear about that. Can you still quilt?

  2. Dave McCurdy says:

    You will just have to start “thumping” Len with your right hand.

  3. Sorry to hear Val—-Hopefully you can get rid of that stupid pain.

  4. Glad your case is finally off!!

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