Early Mornin' Rain

This was the scene from this morning. I knew that it was raining outside, but I didn't imagine what I was about to walk out in. I put on my coat, tied my hair back, grabbed my umbrella and headed downstairs. When I got outside, I just about blew away. It was pouring and the wind was blowing 40+ mph. It was crazy! On the 6 block walk to the Hand Center, my umbrella flipped inside out about 5 times. My pants were wet, my hair was getting wet and I was miserable. I just wanted to hop in my car and drive to work. It doesn't work that way here in Philly. So I sucked it up and proceeded to work. When I got to work, my hair was a mess, so I tied it back and hit the ground running. I knew I had a couple of patients on my schedule so I had to get ready for that.

My day today consisted of two patients and then helping out on splints. Jennifer was in surgery today so I was the only fellow and had more opportunities to practice. I made two hand based thumb spicas and they actually looked good. I also made a hand based thumb spica and it also turned out well. Maybe my hate is turning into just dislike. It was a good day on splints!

Everyone today at work kept talking about how warm it was outside. They said it was in the 60's. Coming from Texas, 60 isn't that warm. But when I walked outside it felt so good! I decided I would go for a run. I have been afraid to run at night here in Philadelphia but I figure that if I stay in areas where there are a lot of people, I'd be okay. So, I headed toward Rittenhouse Square. Once there, I headed north toward the Ben Franklin Parkway. That leads to the Philadelphia Art Museum where I ran Saturday but I thought, why not. Once I was at the museum I decided I would run the stairs, Rocky style. I actually ended up running the stairs about 6 times. It felt great too. Although my calves were burning! I was then ready to head back home. It was a gorgeous night, and I had a fabulous run. Although, I did get a few expletives yelled at my by the homeless man on the corner. He kept yelling for help and I just ignored him. He used a few naughty words to express his anger at me. Oh well. I'll get over it!