De Quervain's Tenosunovitis

De Quervain's Tenosunovitis is the name of the pain I've my experienced for over a year. I began having this sharp pain in my left wrist when my toddler was about 8 months old. His chubbiness did not help and bearing his weight has been a bit painful. Then all of a sudden, bam.....I'm preggers again and there was no more me time to figure out the root of the problem. So I've sucked this up for so long. Well this week, the pain has become just about unmanageable. It was time for a change so off to the hand doctor I went. It took him 30 seconds to diagnose me with this inflammation in the tendon and provide me with a nonsurgical treatment...an excruciatingly painful needle straight into my tendon. I felt the flow of bad words protruding from my mouth as I wiggled in pain. The doctor even asked me if I was going to be okay. Sure, easy question as you are the one administering the awful needle. Then it was over. Hopefully the steroid shot helps the pain subside, but it will hurt worse before it improves. If there is no improvement in a few weeks, then surgery will be the answer. However, this mommy doesn't get time off of mommyhood, so I'm wondering how I can possibly diaper a child with just one hand? Hmmmmmm......can mommies have days off if their limbs don't function?
In other news, my toddler threw a tsunami size tantrum this morning. He woke up happy and I got him ready for his day. Then we sat down at the table with a poptart and a banana for him and toast with non-dairy butter for me. He decided to invade my toast and helped himself to half a slice. After breakfast, our happy times can to a quick halt. As I got his shoes onto his feet, he exploded in a ball of sadness. The tears were shed and he was obviously heart-broken as he went to the back window to look for his daddy. His daddy though had to get to the office early this morning to retrieve his phone. So I picked him up in a big bear hold and carted him off to daycare. He screamed the entire time and continued wailing as we entered his classroom. The children of the corn then proceeded to bring him lots of fun toys....a phone, a truck, a purse......He wasn't interested. His loving teacher had to pry him from my arms and believe me he was attached with imaginary superglue. Then off I went to get my fun diagnosis.
Now I'm sitting here, missing my baby. Another thing that is missing in this household is my dog's friends below his belt. Yesterday he was neutered. I know ten years of an attachment to anything is hard to break apart. Well he is no longer attached to his sack. They are shriveled or so that's what I think as his skin hangs loosely under his butt. Maybe now though, we won't have to tell him not to lick as it just isn't a very attractive trait to have. Although, I'm  sure most men would be jealous of the dog's ability to reach down below........................

Banks when he still had his little friends down below