Stupid finger

Yesterday was the "big reveal", but my poor abused finger didn't make the cut.  I was told that straight was a dream result, but anything up to 10 degrees of loss in range of movement was acceptable, and would start the therapy process.  Well, my poor finger measured at 12 degrees of loss, so it's back into the splint for another two weeks, with the possibility of two more weeks after that.  There has been a real problem with developing skin breakdown over the last joint, so we had to move the splint to the front of the hand two weeks ago.  The healing skin then became quite sensitive to the adhesive tape, and foam rubber of the splint, and the finger was very red a swollen.  So yesterday she made a plastic splint, no foam and a special way of using the adhesive tape to keep the adhesive away from the skin.  At supper, I suddenly noticed that the tape wasn't holding the position well and the finger was quite bent.  We taped it up very, very thoroughly.  That sucker wasn't going to move no matter what!  Today we went back and she made another splint.  When she first took the tape off the finger looked great.  I guess taping it so thoroughly helped reduce the swelling, and the colour was much better as well.  My greatest concern is that I'm going to have to have surgery, and will end up with the thing still splinted over the summer.

Tomorrow we go to the lake to check out the buildings, and take down another microwave to replace the one that died last fall.  The old one didn't owe us anything, as it was one that David's father had been using when he was down there.  At this point we don't have any plans to spend time down there over the summer, as Lyala plans to be there all summer, no matter who is down. P's me off, but isn't my problem.

Much rain over the past two days.  This caused problems with the eavestoughing, but we just can't afford to fix it right now.  David nailed it back in place, but it's really only a temporary fix. The lady Slippers are up, and we appear to have lost two clumps of them with last summer's drought. These were the two clumps that get the least sun, so that may have been a factor as well. One of the rhubarb plants doesn't seem to be doing so well.  The rhubarb originally came from the house on Maplewood.

Today I'm grateful that there were new books in at the Library, and I have something to read over the next few days, because this finger isn't going to let me do much sewing!