I’ve resisted writing a blog or posting an update for 10 days. I don’t want anyone to think I’m a whining, complaining child. So I resisted. But, considering how the last 10 days have gone, an update might clear my head. It’s a lot of pity party, but you know… fuck it. Let’s have a pity party.

On March 17th, I checked in, I was put under, and a lovely doctor cut open my arm at the elbow and fiddled around. It’s honestly a common surgery. Ulnar nerve decompression (don’t look up images unless ...