I am really restless.
As most of you will know, I recently had wrist surgery to clean up my TFCC and a partially torn ligament. For the last 7 weeks, I’ve had to figure out how to occupy myself without golf or hockey (i.e. any physical activity that’s fun), and, at times, without even video games, cooking or computers (i.e. anything that I like to do). As Shannon (and probably my co-workers) can probably tell you, I’ve been unbelievably crabby for 7 weeks. You try watching the playoffs when you can’t even clap – or punch something (more on this later) – let alone grab a stick and play some road hockey or something. It’s been frustrating, to say the least.
Finally, however, I’m starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. My surgeon, after inspecting his work last week, declared himself happy with my progress, and gave me the yellow light to resume activity – yellow light being “give it a try and don’t over-do it.” I immediately went out to hit some range balls, just to see how much damage 7 weeks (plus layoff time prior) did to my swing. It was bad. But inexplicably, my putting was better. So … there’s that.
I’m starting to wonder if it will every feel the same as before, but I know that’s what I felt about my badly sprained ankle a couple years ago. I hope that I’m back on the course and the ice by June. If, you know, I can lose the 15 pounds I’ve put on since surgery…