Hand Update and Spoilt Rotten

Mary's hand started hurting her again on Monday, so I bundled her into the car (in her robe with a small blanket) to go see Dr Rivera. As soon as she got in the car, her hand quit hurting, but we went on anyway. They were so nice, considering I didn't have an appointment--but the line was busy every time I tried (it always is on Monday morning). The office was full but Dr R took Mary almost immediately.

Well, it was the cyst--I knew it. At first, Dr R said it would have to be operated on, then she said to continue the heat (15 minutes at a time, 3 times a day) for another week and see if it went down. If not, to call her and she'd give us the name of a hand surgeon. She gave Mary a prescription for some hydrocodone. She said that was a narcotic, but it seems to also be a type of ibuprofen. She said to use it only if the Aleve doesn't work. Just used it once or twice. Sure enough, the cyst went down the first or second day! Argh! I've been putting heat on it and it wouldn't go down before!

Anyway, her hand hasn't hurt her so intensely, so I'm happy.

Did I mention that Mary's really getting to be a sourpuss when Bonnie comes to relieve me? Boy, I hope she gets over that. Mom said to just ignore it.

I'm feeling really guilty about dragging Mary to St Louis. Should I? I mean, is that trip really so rough on her? I think it'll be ok with Mom along. And I hope (against hope) that Fred will come, too.

Gotta go get Mary up!