Old and wounded but still fighting...

Paul went to his first physical therapy appointment today. He is

doing allot better but still has a ways to go.

I had my hand surgery this morning. I was supposed to just have
conscious sedation but they said that I kept moving so they ended
up using general anesthesia. The mass was worse that they thought
it would be and higher on my finger so they had to go further. Now
I won't be able to use my hand at all for 10 days. Last time I could
use my fingers. It is allot more painful this time too!
IT REALLY SUCKS GETTING OLD!